The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 200

Raven’s POV

I look at the werewolf that is standing across the room. He couldn’t be more different than Leo. His dark hair is cut neatly, and his brown eyes sparkle with excitement. He wears a pair of glasses that keeps slipping down his nose and nervously pushes them back into place. He is impossibly tall and lean. He doesn’t look muscular at first glance, but the more I look at him, the more I can see the definition of his muscles through his shirt. Though he looks much different than Leo, he is still very attractive.

Rose is in my mind howling with excitement. ‘Mate,’ she yells so loudly that I can barely hear what is being said around me.

I watch in stunned silence as the tall werewolf comes toward me with a giant grin on his face. “Mate,” he says happily, but I take a step back.

‘What are you doing?’ Rose whimpers as she looks at our new mate with excitement.

‘We already have a mate,’ I try to explain to Rose.

‘Well, now we have two,’ she wags her tail happily in my mind.

‘Leo is not going to be happy about this,’ I say when suddenly a loud growl and a crash interrupt my conversation with my wolf.

My eyes come back into focus, and Leo has tackled the tall werewolf to the ground. Leo’s teeth are bared, and he looks like he is ready to kill. “She is my mate,” Leo growls through his teeth.

“She belongs to me,” the other werewolf growls back at Leo and swipes his claws across Leo’s chest.

Leo hisses out in pain as b***d begins to seep through his now torn shirt, but he refuses to give up. All I can think about is how I promised the doctor Leo would not get into any more fights until he is healed. We have been home less than twenty-four hours, and I have already failed.

“Stop,” I scream out, but neither of the men are listening to me.

I look to my fathers for help, but they are sitting back with amused looks on their faces. Obviously, none of them are going to get into the middle of the fight.

“Would you do something?” I fuss at my fathers.

“What do you want us to do?” Father responds with a smirk. “This is something that they will have to work out amongst themselves.”

“I think we should take bets,” Dad says. “Twenty bucks says that Leo takes him down.”

“I will take that bet,” Papa chimes in. “Alpha Oliver may look weak, but I bet he is scrappy.”

I stomp my foot against the ground and growl loudly. I watch in frustration as my two mates roll around on the ground. Each one of them is trying to get the upper hand. B***d is now covering both of them, but I cannot tell whose it is. The fight seems to be pretty well-matched, and I am worried that they are going to hurt one another.

“Stop,” I command loudly, and everyone in the room freezes. Pointing to Leo, “You sit there,” and then pointing to Alpha Oliver, “You sit over there.”

Both men follow my directions and take a seat with their heads hung low. Leo keeps raising his head and glaring at Alpha Oliver, but Oliver looks embarrassed over his actions.

“Luna Queen,” Oliver says quietly. “I would like to apologize for my actions.”

Putting my hands on my h**s, I glower in Leo’s direction. “Well, that makes one of you.”

Leo laughs loudly at Oliver’s apology. “I’m not sorry,” he says cockily. “I am protecting what is mine.”

Oliver growls, and the glass in the windows begins to shake. “She is my mate,” Oliver’s chest rumbles. “She belongs to me.”

I watch the two men argue as if I am not even in the room. Both of them lay claim to me like I am nothing more than a piece of property.

“First of all,” I interrupt their argument. “I don’t belong to anyone. I am not property. Secondly, it would appear that you are both my mates.”

“How is that possible?” Leo demands to know.

“I don’t know,” I admit. “I thought the only way someone would have multiple mates is if they were mated to identical twins or triplets.”

“That isn’t the only way,” Alpha Oliver chimes in. “If a werewolf is considerably strong, they may be blessed with two mates by the Moon Goddess.”

“This doesn’t feel like a blessing,” Leo pouts, and I cannot help but feel a little bad for him. Less than an hour ago, I was writhing beneath him, willing to go all the way. Now I have a second mate to deal with.

“The Moon Goddess only gives those that are worthy multiple mates,” Alpha Oliver sneers in Leo’s direction.

“What makes you an expert?” Leo snaps back at him.

“I am the Alpha of the Historical Pack,” Oliver says snobbishly. “I have studied werewolf history my whole life. Both the actual history and the lore.”

“I told you he was a nerd,” Leo says to me with a frown.

“Say that again,” Oliver threatens Leo.

“Can you two please stop bickering for two minutes so I have time to think?” I scold them both like they are children.

Oliver sits quietly with his hands in his lap, waiting for me to make some sort of decision. But not Leo. Leo has a wild look in his eyes, and I know that he won’t be giving up without a fight. He doesn’t strike me as the type that would easily share his mate.

“What is there to think about?” Leo yells at me. “You met me first. You are my mate. This chump is just a spare.”

“A werewolf is only as strong as their mate,” Oliver butts in. “To deny her both of us would make her weak.”

“She is already weak,” Leo screams. “I have had to save her life twice now. She needs a strong mate that can protect her. Not one that can simply spew facts.”

“Are you suggesting that I am not strong enough to protect our mate?” Oliver growls.

“Stop calling her that,” Leo spits back at him. “She isn’t your mate.”

Sitting down in the corner of the living room, farthest from my mates, I let the tears that have collected in my eyes fall down my face. No one in the room seems to notice except Papa.

He quietly sits by my side and wraps his arms around me. “They will come around to the idea of sharing a mate,” it will just take them some time,” Papa says quietly.