Filed to story: The Luna Mated to Triplet Alphas Novel
My younger brothers straightened up in their seats.
“Sorry, Alex, I haven’t slept properly in days. It’s impossible without Chasity,” mumbled Calix, his grin sl*pping off his face.
“The sooner we figure this out, the sooner we can save Chasity and all take a nap,” I said softly.
I ruffled Calix’s hair. I knew this was especially hard on him. He usually wore his heart on his sleeve unlike me and Felix. Despite that, Calix was doing a good job of holding back his emotions since Chasity went missing. It had to be taking a toll on him though.
“When I get my hands on Chasity, there’ll be no napping,” said Felix cheekily in an attempt to lighten the mood.
My wolf instantly showed me a memory reel of some risqué images of my beautiful Luna, Chasity. I pushed those aside, refusing to get distracted. Chance was glaring at us. I elbowed Felix sharply in the torso. He shouldn’t talk like that in front of Chasity’s grandfather.
“Hey!” protested Felix, annoyed.
I nodded towards Chance’s indignant exp**ssion.
Felix softened, offering Chance a sheepish apologetic smile.
“Uh, that’s because we’ll stay up talking. We have really long deep chats together. Our relationship is very spiritual, intellectual as well,” said Felix, clearly reaching for some feeble explanation that wasn’t sexual.
Felix
I felt a little guilty for making a sex joke in front of Chasity’s grandfather though, to be fair, it wasn’t exactly a joke. I was going to rescue Chasity no matter what and when I did, I had a lot of making up for lost time to do. It wasn’t a total lie. The words “long” and “deep” still applied here.
I avoided Chance’s disapproving gaze.
“All signs are pointing to Deidre. No more stalling. Let’s find her and get the truth somehow,” said Alex, redirecting our focus back onto the next logical step in the investigation.
“First, before we go skipping off to LA, we need to check out the bar, The Serpent’s t***ue. Your parents also frequented there in their youth,” recalled Danny.
Our parents?
“You mean Chasity’s parents,” corrected Alex.
“And yours,” insisted Danny.
“What?” I asked instantly.
“They double dated there from time to time seeing as your mom and Chasity’s dad were step siblings who actually got along,” explained Danny.
He took out a photo from his briefcase and showed it to us. I studied the photograph. There were two couples posing together. I recognised my parents back in their heyday. That meant the other couple was Chasity’s parents. Everyone was dressed for the times with Mom and Chalice donning bellbottom jeans with floral embroideries and fishtail sleeved crops tops bearing their midriffs. Dad and Chase were wearing pale blue jeans and matching pale blue jean jackets with plain white tees underneath. I smiled. Chasity took after both of her parents. Her father had long wavy blond hair and pale skin while her mother had mocha skin and dark curls. They all looked so happy, huddled together and smiling big for the camera. It didn’t make sense. Alex took the words right out of my mouth.
“But, they hated each other?” Said Alex pointedly. “My parents all but admitted it. My mom said she had a problem with Chalice!”
“Not right away,” revealed Danny. “They grew apart after Chasity’s parents became more heavily involved in the Furina Ornata.”
That cult Chance had told us about?
“The group wasn’t supposed to be about partying and drugs,” said Chance, his tone defensive. “But the parties the younger members threw became like that. There were a lot of wild young members. They felt invincible. Maybe it was the snake venom.”
I sighed. My parents had been on good terms with both Chalice and Chase at one point and yet they had mistreated their daughter. Thinking about Chasity made my wolf whimper. There was nothing I wouldn’t do to have her sitting safe and sound bet**en Alex and me right now. I could almost see and smell her as my wolf’s memories of her were so vivid. I missed her smell so much. I missed her beautiful little face. I even missed her sassiness, including her snapping at me when I tried to order for her. Sweetness always followed her sassiness.
“Felix!” Called Alex, snapping me out of my reverie.
“We’re going!” Said Calix, standing up.
“Where?” I asked, feeling dazed.
I really needed to sleep. I couldn’t stay up indefinitely. I would need some energy to rip the heads off those degenerates who kidnapped my Baby Chasity.
“To the Serpent’s t***ue!” Said Danny.
I got up, eager to get this show on the road. I felt my fatigue dissipate as a sudden rush of adrenaline coursed through me. If our visit to the Serpent’s t***ue was even half as fruitful as the Lucky Toad visit had been, we would be well on our way to reuniting with Chasity.
The Serpent’s t***ue was a little hole in the wall. It was a bar on the fringes of our pack lands, known for its dodgy reputation. The place looked like a wooden shack from the outside. No paint. The unvarnished wood had that faded look like driftwood. Alex was the first to note the graffiti on the side of the bar. Someone had spray painted a full moon with a snake curled around it on the pale greyish brown wood. There were red letters painted underneath the symbol: Iterum vivere.
“What does that mean?” Wondered Danny aloud as he snapped a picture of it.
“Live again,” answered Chance. “It’s latin for live again.”
We marched into the Serpent’s t***ue bar like we owned the place. Technically, we owned the land on which it was built so we had every right to be here. I wasn’t expecting a warm welcome though. Places like these usually cleared out if Alphas, other pack leaders or pack police or warriors came knocking.
Just as I had suspected, the patrons all stiffened as they became aware of us. I wasn’t surprised to find that the bar’s radiator was broken and thus, the bar’s interior was beastly cold in the dead of winter. The fact that snow had begun to fall outside only made matters worse. Again my wolf began obsessing over Chasity thinking that if she were here I would bundle her up in my arms, tucking her into my jacket. Not that I’d actually choose this place as an appropriate date venue for my sweet little Baby. All the tables were high with creaky high barstools surrounding them. The wooden furniture was that same muted greyish-brown as the building itself. The bar countertop was a dark green and the walls were unpainted but barely visible as they were plastered with autographed framed photographs of celebrities. I read the comments celebs had scrawled across their pictures, praising the bar. I recognised many of the celebs who were complimenting the service and locale here. Movie stars, recording artists, writers, producers, directors and politicians had come to drink here? Why?
How did the people who own this place get all these high profile people to come here and lie on their autographed photos? This place is a dump, I said privately to my brothers, Chance and Danny.
Calix and Alex nodded, agreeing with me. The high praise was in and of itself suspicious.
We made our way over to the bar counter and sat gingerly on the rickety wooden barstools. I caught a whiff of something peculiar. I sniffed the air. Human. The bartender was human! She introduced herself right away, seemingly fearless in the face of three Alphas. Her pluckiness reminded me of Chasity although she looked nothing like her. She was short with pale freckled skin and orangey-red hair.
“Destiny’s my name, Alphas and company,” she said brightly.
“Hi,” said Alex.
“Hey,” said Calix with a little wave.
I nodded in her direction, unable to hide my frown. Everything and everyone reminded me of Chasity and it all made me sad and sick to my stomach at the same time. Danny and Chance kept quiet.
“How about some beers to start off with?” She suggested, undeterred by our lack of enthusiasm. “Huh, fellas?”
I nodded wordlessly.
“Sure, thank you,” said Alex.
Calix was staring at Destiny as she fetched our five beers. They had been sitting there on the bar shelf but, because of the biting cold weather, they were all chilled as though they had been refrigerated. I followed Calix’s eyes and realised he was looking at how exposed Destiny was to the cold. This human woman was wearing a knee-length dress. It was a barmaid’s uniform in a checkered pink and white print. She had a white apron and some pink shoes on but her legs were bare. No stockings. No socks even. What kind of human was she?
“How are you not an icicle by now?” Asked Calix, taking a sip of his beer.
Destiny giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.
Her tattoo! Exclaimed Calix over mind-link, drawing our attention to the tattoo near her elbow.
A snake curled around the full moon!
She’s one of you! She has the Furina Ornata tattoo! Chance, do you know her? Asked Alex eagerly.
No, but that’s definitely our symbol, the moon snake, said Chance. I wouldn’t know any of the new converts and they wouldn’t know me. It’s been a while.
She’s human but she’s comfortable in this harsh winter with her legs out! Moon Snake Venom must have toughened her up, right? Guessed Calix, amazed.
Quite likely, responded Chance.
Destiny stopped laughing abruptly, her serene smile sl*pping off her face. She looked alarmed all of a sudden. We all followed her eyes to land on the recipient of her concern, a tall buff male werewolf with a strong-looking jaw, a scowl on his face and multiple pink scratch marks on every visible inch of his skin.
“Dante!” Squeaked Destiny in shock. “What happened to you?”
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