Filed to story: The Luna Mated to Triplet Alphas Novel
Alex and Calix followed me and Chance followed them.
“Wait!” Called Chance. “I wanna help Chasity!”
The old wolf was struggling to hold onto an armful of teddy bears and stacks of letters bound by r*bber bands. He followed us out to the car.
“Felix!” Said Alex sternly.
I could hear the worry in my elder bro’s voice. He was always worried about me losing my cool. He gave me no credit sometimes.
“I need to talk to our parents!” I said as I got in the driver’s seat.
Alex got into the passenger’s seat without another word. Calix and Chance sat in the backseat. I sped off, flooring the accelerator. I could hear the tires screeching but I didn’t care. I was a man on a mission. Chance and my bros were silent for the entire trip for which I was grateful. There were so many loud racing thoughts in my mind, I didn’t need any outward noise.
I parked in front of the Pack House in one swift move. I burst through the front door. Just the people I wanted to see. Mom and Dad. They weren’t alone though. Beta Keaton was there with his daughters, Roxie and Moxie. Moxie looked almost as pissed as I felt and Roxie was crying. She was my most reasonable ex. I cared about her but I didn’t have time for whatever was bothering her right now. My Baby Chasity was my reason for being and every second without her was painful. My eyes went back to Mom.
“Felix! How could you think of me as a suspect?” Cried Roxie, tugging on my sleeve to get my attention.
“Roxie, I don’t have time for this,” I said sternly. “Get over it! Are you in jail? No. Good,” I said dismissively.
Everyone was a suspect as far as I was concerned. My own mother was a suspect. Why should my ex think she would be exempt from the list? She should be grateful she was being let off after a simple conversation. I had gotten a text from the private investigator, saying Roxie had set Chasity up to be confronted by Tonya and the girls. If Tonya had hurt one curl on Chasity’s head, I would throw two of my exes in jail. Tonya herself and Roxie. Calix’s dopey ex and Alex’s psycho ex would be joining them too.
“Felix!” Chastised Mom.
“Mother!” I hissed
I was not about to let her distract me from the main issue at hand.
“Do you know this man?” I asked, pointing to Chance and scrutinising Mom’s exp**ssion as she finally noticed Chance hiding behind Alex.
Mom gasped. Dad looked livid.
“What is he doing here?” Shouted Dad, incensed.
He was one octave away from using his Alpha Voice.
“Yes, he’s, he’s a…a stalker!” Said Mom.
“Is he or is he not Chasity’s maternal grandfather?” I growled through gritted teeth.
Did they take me for a fool? The fact that they were deflecting and not simply answering the question directly was very telling.
Mom spluttered, trying to find the words to say. Dad glared at me. They wanted to do this the hard way. FINE!
“IS HE?!” I yelled in my Alpha voice, making the whole room shake.
I would let this entire pack house crumble to dust to get to the truth. It was all relevant. Every potential enemy of Chasity was guilty until proven innocent. Roxie and Moxie fled the room while they still could. Even Keaton got up to leave.
“Beta Keaton, stay, please,” implored Mom.
“Go!” I whispered fiercely, still using my Alpha Voice and eliciting a small tremor.
Keaton was compelled to leave. He could not disobey a direct order like that from one of his Alphas. He glanced back Mom and Dad, an apologetic look in his eyes. Calix and Alex were silently flanking me. We needed to put up a united front.
“Let’s sit down,” encouraged Mom. “Let’s compose ourselves.”
“I wanna stand,” I said, keeping my voice measured but curt.
I didn’t want this to be a shouting match but it would be if necessary.
“I’m gonna ask one more time. Mom, Dad, who is this man and what is his relation to Chasity?” I asked, gesturing towards Chance again.
Chance was making himself small in a corner of the room. He was clearly intimidated by my parents. Mom and Dad did not look afraid of Chance despite Mom’s claim that he was a stalker.
Mom took a deep breath. She sat down in an armchair, facing my brothers, me and Chance.
“He is the father of Chalice and Chalice is…” she began.
“Chasity’s mother,” I said, finishing her sentence.
I felt like all the wind had been knocked out of me. I laughed humourlessly.
“He was telling the truth,” I said, still laughing.
It was all I could do to keep from crying.
“He was not a suitable guardian,” said Mom, her eyes turning black.
I did not buy it. I had never seen her angry on Chasity’s behalf before. Why would she care enough to keep Chasity from an unsuitable guardian. She had been an unsuitable guardian. Before I could compose myself a little, my wolf took over.
“YOU WERE NOT A SUITABLE GUARDIAN!!!” We roared.
“You’re out of control!!” Shouted Dad, his eyes now black like mine and Mom’s.
“No! No, I’m not. What is wrong with the two of you?” I asked, empathising the word to describe this situation.
It was wrong. It was sick. It was inhumane. I pictured my beautiful Chasity going nine years without a single birthday gift or Christmas present. Nine years of cleaning floors and toilets. Nine years of hand-me-downs.
“Ok, let’s say you didn’t want him to have custody. Did you stop him from bringing Chasity gifts and cards and letters? Did you?” I demanded.
“We just wanted nothing to do with him,” said Mom.
“Oh my God, oh my God,” I said, sinking into a chair.
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