Her Triplet Alphas by Joanna J

Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Throwing Tantrums Chasity’s POV 

I woke up back in the chic bedroom. I flew off the bed and launched myself at the door. I tugged on the knob with such force it came off in my hands. I roared in anger. Why?! What did Deidre Binx want from me? She claimed to be a friend of my dearly departed mother but she announced her death to me callously and kidnapped me! I started tearing apart the room. I smashed every framed photograph by tearing it off the wall and hurling it across the room or smashing it on the floor. There was glass everywhere.

Dante ran into the room after some initial difficulty with whatever damage I had done to the doorknobs. He was panting, worry evident in his face.

“What the f**k are you doing?” He screamed.

“ME?!” | screeched. “What the f**k are you doing? Why are you doing this to me? What do you want from me? Just let me go!!! Please!!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

Dante seemed to be at a loss for words. I tried to rush past him out of the door, but he grabbed me, holding my arms still. I kicked and screamed with all my might.

“Please! Chasity! Stop! You’re not making this any easier on yourself!” Yelled Dante. “Who are you to Deidre?” I shrieked. “How does any of this concern you?” “Deidre is helping me,” snapped Dante. “WITH WHAT?!” I screamed.

“With getting my mate back!” He answered, his tone sounded defeated. He was panting. He released me.

I slumped onto the floor. Maurice was standing in the doorway blocking the exit. “What?” I asked softly. I was totally spent. “…I chose you,” said Dante. “What does that mean?” I whispered, my eyes narrowed. “I chose you because you resemble my mate. I’m sorry,” said Dante, sighing.

“What happened to her?” I asked quickly, genuinely curious. I was leaning against the bed as I sat on the floor.

“She died,” he said softly. “How?” I asked. Dante sat on the floor also. His eyes had a faraway look to them.

“Werewolf hunters,” said Dante. Tears welled up in his eyes. He quickly wiped them away and took a deep shuddering breath. He shut his eyes tightly causing more tears to fall.

“I’m sorry,” I managed to say as my breathing rate and pulse slowed.

“Her name was Georgia but her nickname was Goldie,” he said. He put his head in his hands.

“She wasn’t very good at controlling herself. She had a short-temper. She shifted once in a human town in the middle of a diner and accidentally killed two people we had gotten in an argument with. One was the waitress and the other was the owner of the place. She wasn’t perfect but I adored her beyond words,” Dante paused. He took a deep breath.

nowhere. I didn’t know they had a history of werewolf and

at him, engrossed

after us. Apparently a group of people in the diner

wolfsbane on our car. One hit my Goldie right in the chest through her back. I was just relieved she didn’t suffer long. I crashed the car. I

I stared at him.

in the ICU covered in bandages. As fate would have it we had crashed into a tree near a retreat for some spiritual group. The people hosting it organised the

healed but I had no zeal for life anymore. Not without my mate. The leader of the weird group, the Mother

had died too! And she said

do for me what I had done for her,” Dante said, his voice shaking. “Which is what?”

play house and have me replace Georgia but that was never gonna work. I couldn’t

“There’s more to

You won’t be you anymore,”

and my baby? Surely Dante was not that huge of

so sorry for what happened…but I need my triplet alphas! We’re bonded for life. I marked all three of them and I bear all three of their marks,” I said as gently as I

Dante shrugged.

one more time. “Dante, listen, I’m pregnant for my triplet alphas.

pause of utter silence. Dante wiped his

said, nodding. “Now, that would be a problem,” he

Triplets wherever you are come get mr right away! || mind

Third Person

cylindrical with a domed roof like a huge bird cage. The triplets noticed everyone was dressed to signify who they were supporting. Red for Dante the Destroyer and Icy Blue for Blanche the Avalanche. The triplets were thankful none of them were wearing red or blue. Felix was in all black as usual, Alex in all grey and Calix in all white. Each triplet essentially work a plain t-shirt with a pair of sweatpants, not wanting to dress up for a place like this. There were bets being placed. The walls were cluttered with pictures and memorabilia from past fights. There were

turned to scow! at him then got a proper look at him. Her eyes

three of them and fanned herself

mini pink

clearly annoyed at being interrupted. Was

can’t put them back there! These are the alphas,” said Melissa in hushed tones though the

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