Her Triplet Alphas by Joanna J

Chapter 52: Planning Chasity’s POV 

When I came to, I was in a hospital bed of all places. Oh no. Many anxious faces were surrounding me. Six to be exact. Alex, Felix, Calix Mom, Dad and Grandpa Chance. I slowly sat up with the help of Alex who was nearest to me on my right. On my left was my Dad who was relived I was awake but still clearly seething.

“I can’t believe my sister. Since when was Ronnie a complete monster like this?” Grumbled my Dad.

Calix growled a little at this insult against his mother, Calix being her favourite. My father snarled back. “Stop it!” Said Felix to both of them. “You’re stressing my bride out and she’s with child.” “Our bride!” Corrected Alex. “Children!” Added Calix. “Children?” Asked my father, mother and Grandpa Chance all in unison.

I had totally forgotten to tell them about the multiples. I had been so fixated on preparing myself emotionally for the family therapy session and even after all that preparation, I couldn’t handle it. I had fainted. I felt like such a weakling My wolf reminded me that I had been abandoned at nine years old and bullied from the age of nine years to the age of seventeen years, a time period where I was insignificant. No birthdays acknowledged, no Christmas gifts, no parental figures, no friends, no relatives as far as I had know back then. Then at eighteen, I dealt with finding out my mates were my former bullies. I had managed to forgive them and learn to stop fearing them and to even demand respect from them though there were three of them and one of me. I dealt with bullying at school, at that heinous house party. I was kidnapped after said party and I fought for my own and my pups’ lives. I had only even found out I was pregnant while I was a captive. I had freed my parents and Deidre and gotten all their bodies back. I was breathless just thinking about all that. My wolf was happy with me for once. She said I was resilient.

“Mom, Dad, Grandpa Chance, with all the commotion, it totally slipped my mind to tell anyone about it yet. I am having triplets,” I announced.

Mom gasped. “I don’t envy you, Honey, that’s one tough labour of love. I gulped

“But congratulations. I love you and I know you can do it. I can’t wait to love my three grand babies!” Said Mom.

“Congratulations, Sweetheart, that’s wonderful!” Said my Dad looking exceedingly worried and not at all like it was “wonderful.”

Grandpa Chance had a thoughtful expression on his face. “I’m here you every step of the way. Chasity. I promise to be a great Grandpa to these triplets!” Joked Grandpa Chance.

Felix groaned.

My Mom shook her head, closing her eyes. My Dad and Calix laughed. Alex was completely stone-faced, looking at my vitals being monitored.

“Get it, great Grandpa like the grandfather of the babies’ mother and great like awesome!” Explained Grandpa Chance.

I pulled him down onto me to my father’s chagrin. Alex buried his

what went wrong with me?”

a panic attack that resulted in a fainting spell. Your blood sugar was normal,

after keeping me for a few hours for observation and under seizure watch since I had some head trauma. During the neurology watch, I had not had any strange behaviour or seizure-like behaviour. The pups were fine and all had normal heartbeats.

tense. My father said Ronnie and Romeo had shown their true colours by not staying to check on me.It was all

enough genuine people in my life especially now that I had been reunited with my parents

party and bridal shower. “What’s the difference between a bachelorette party and a bridal

single hood before marriage. It usually involves alcohol, loud music, strangely shaped cakes, that sort of think,” said

bridal shower is the tamer version like a sit-down meal. Most don’t involve alcohol

asked, smiling sheepishly.

had not discussed it properly. My parents and my mates’ parents were behaving but they were definitely not acting like a family. My father and his stepsister were behaving icily towards each other. I kept thinking about the day I had been dropped at the pack house. I wondered how much better my life would have been, growing up with my loving Grandpa versus my step aunt who didn’t want me and made that very clear. I couldn’t help but think that Ronnie and Romeo, despite being pricks, had a point. My parents were aware it seemed that they mightn’t want me so why force me on them? They knew my Grandpa wanted me but just because he had threatened to fight them for custody due to their drug use, they had refused to give

Ronnie and Romeo were really unkind but Mom and Dad

was on the same night as the triplets’ bachelor party. My stomach did backflips. I didn’t want girls drooling over them while I was in this delicate state, waddling about and pregnant. Ugh. After these came my bridal shower which would be reminiscent of a tea party. Then came my baby shower and lastly my wedding reception. I knew I wanted to be married before I gave birth. I wanted that sense of stability for myself and my

didn’t want Calix winking at any exotic dancers and I didn’t want Alex explaining pack laws to

sternly. “Of course not!” I replied indignantly.

I ran my fingers along Felix’s blazer while he adjusted it in the bathroom mirror. He placed me on the counter. I squeaked because the tiles were cold against the backs of my thighs. Felix nuzzled me

it?”

relieved you’re back. Sometimes I’m scared I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and you being back would have been a dream and my real life’s a nightmare again,”

and

could each name one of the three,” I said. “But then

realising we’d never discussed this before. I

“Mom,” said Felix smiling.

enough. I certainly wasn’t the first girl