Her Triplet Alphas by Joanna J

Chapter 35: The Lucky Toad Third Person 

The triplet alphas had every pack member on high alert. Every warrior was scouring the pack lands for Chasity. The pack lands were on lockdown. No one could enter or leave without explicit permission from the Alphas. There was a curfew mandated by the Alphas. Beta Keaton was displeased. Something very upsetting had made his way to his desk this morning, the first morning after Chasity’s disappearance.

“What is this, Alpha?” Said Beta Keaton, beseeching his former Alpha Romeo handing him the list. Alpha Romeo scanned the list of suspects. He sighed.

“Roxie and Moxie are suspects!” Whispered Beta Keaton fiercely. “We’re friends, Romeo. Our children are friends. Felix and Roxie used to date. They were at her party last night.”

“That’s why the girls are suspects, Keaton,” said Romeo tiredly. “It’s nothing personal. The party was the last event Chasity was seen by many at. And all of the triplet’s exes are suspects. Even the party planner, Ronda, who they never dated! She just kinda envied Chasity.”

Keaton took a deep breath, arms akimbo, displacing his blazer backwards.

“The triplets even accused us,” said Romeo exasperatedly.

“You and the Luna?” Asked Keaton.

Romeo nodded sadly.

“Losing a mate is tough. It’s…there’s nothing worse than that…” said Keaton his voice cracking up. He had had his daughters with his second chance mate. His original mate had met an untimely end.

Romeo clapped Keaton on the back. “They’re not real suspects. They’ll just be interviewed.”

“I have a mate!” Snapped Roxie, glaring at the private investigator flanked by pack warriors.

He had brought in because he was the best. His name was Danny Saunders. He was almost as tall as the triples with chiselled features, a five o’clock shadow, an impressive moustache, dark eyes, thick eyebrows, full lips and shaggy wavy brown hair. He was in his mid-thirties. He had been a P. I. For the past decade and a pack warrior for seven years before that, from the day he turned eighteen.

“Ok, Ms Roxie, I know, just answer the question, please,” said Danny.

“I would never be jealous of Chasity. Felix and I were happy for each other when we found our mates,” Roxie said, sniffing.

“The question was did you tell Chasity to go to the landing bathroom knowing full well that Sandra, Tonya and Avery were waiting there to confront her?” He repeated getting tired of this.

“Well…yeah,” she admitted.

a thing like that, Roxie?”

never popular before and now she’s like this…superstar

feathers. They were not gonna hurt her. No violence. Just bitchy insults. And well she vomited

looked at her like the moron he thought she

thank you, Ms Roxie, send

strutted off in her five-inch heels while Ronda stalked in, on her six-inch heels. Roxie gave her a scowl.

at the handsome P.I. There wasn’t three of him

would you describe Chasity?” Asked

pretty, very smart. She’s a bit shy. Can’t fault her for that. She’s young. She’s growing into her personality,” said Ronda with

grinned. “Do you think

all very in love.” She took a

his goddess, isn’t

eyes but quickly smiled. “Aww,”

bargain beauty products. I couldn’t picture Dante going there. The other was in the more secluded suburbs where rich pack members lived in

wished my alphas were here. I pictured them here with me. Felix would pace

to him forever was great in his book. Calix would be looking at me with his big blue eyes wide and trying

Calix for peaking and would tell me to announce it

comfortable and whether I was pregnant or not they’d be happy. I almost cried thinking about their would-be reactions. I looked at the test.I sank onto the floor, my back and head against the

Third Person

the Casino where Chasity’s parents had ranked up a huge gambling debt. He knew they were

They were the triplet alphas. He walked into the place through the

The gamblers stiffened. These were regulars, with bleary eyes and empty wallets. The dimly lit casino held about two dozen people though it seemed shut down from the outside.

her side and an elaborate undo, her bleached blonde hair piled on top of her head. She looked mid-forties

in a croaky voice that betrayed decades

as quickly as she could. Felix and his brothers sat at the bar. A skinny man with huge eyes and gleaming dark skin stared

it’s clean, buddy,” said Calix,

the dish towel, and then the glass. It shattered. The guy flinched and hurried to

looked at the staircase in the back. The waitress was picking her way down carefully. She

up hair was coming down all around her. Her mascara

been manhandled, not badly but still. Alex already hated the boss.