Her Triplet Alphas by Joanna J

Chapter 36: Chance

Chasity’s POV

Now that I was pregnant, I had to survive, no matter what. For my baby and for my triplet alphas. I had

no idea which of the triplets

was precisely the father

but was that even possible to figure out? Identical triplets had the same DNA. It didn‘t really matter. The

y would

all be the father. I sighed. My head was throbbing. I wish Alex were

here to massage my scalp. I got up from the tiled floor and a horrifying thought hit me. What did the

kidnappers want in terms of my pregnancy? They had gotten me the test. Did they

hope I was or wasn‘t pregnant or did they not care? If the

found out I was pregnant would they be easier or harder on me? I hadn‘t thought this through. I threw t

he pregnancy test in the toilet after snapping it in half. I flushed it. Thankfully it went down.

Dante came into the bathroom without even knocking.

“Hey!” I said indignantiy not able to fake nonchalant anymore now that I was worried for my baby.

He looked impassive. He stared at me.

“Are you or Arne‘t you?

“What?” I asked.

“Pregnant?!” Asked Dante.

“Does it make a difference?” I asked, trying to gauge his reaction.

“This isn‘t a game!” Snapped Dante. A game? A game!

“I‘m the one who‘s kidnapped! I‘m the one who‘s sick and vomiting! Why would I ever think it was a ga

me?!” I yelled, not able to play it cool anymore.

Dante sneered. “Are you pregnant yes or no?

I fixed him with s glare. “When my Alphas get here, they‘re gonna rip you in half!” I said softly.

Dante glared back. He left the room and slammed the door. I breathed a sigh of relief for the time being

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Third Person

“Chasity‘s grandfather?” Asked Felix, narrowing his eyes.

The man named Chance nodded.

Felix, Alex and Calix looked at him incredulously.

“So where have you been all this years?” Asked Alex, glaring at Chance.

Who would leave their granddaughter up to chance for so many years?

“I‘ve been here,” said Chance, gesturing all around the room. “Running the

Lucky Toad Casino!” He said grandly, his arms wide and

outstretched.

He‘s insane, said Alex over mind–

link to his brothers. That‘s why he didn‘t come to look for Chasity even though he was nearby

Calix and Felix looked the eldest alpha and nodded.

“I‘m not insane, Alex,” said Chance slowly with a wide smile. The triplets recoiled a little. Was that a coi

ncidence?

It‘s probably just a coincidence! Said Calix.

His elder brother nodded.

“No, it‘s not, I can hear you loud and clear,” said Chance.

The triplets were flabbergasted.

“How is that possible?” Demanded Felix.

“The witchcraft?” Offered Alex. “From the group you belong too?”

Chance nodded. “The Furina Ornata allows each of its members to tap into…special skills…

my special skill is being able to listen to

any mind–link within a certain radius. I can‘t explicitly

read minds but I can sense the truth and a lie with perfect accuracy and I can listen

in on private mind–links,” said Chance, smiling.

“Ok, congrats, back to Chasity,” grumbled Felix. “You‘re her grandfather how? Who‘s Dad are you? Her

Mom‘s or her Dad‘s?

“I‘m Chalice‘s father. Chalice was Chasity‘s Mom,” said Chance sadly.

“Was?” Asked Alex. “So you know for sure Chasity‘s parents are…no longer with us?”

Chance sighed.

“My daughter Chalice had her demons. She wasn‘t perfect. The order of the Furina Ornata was trying t

o help her. The order helps people with a variety of things including addictions. She was never able to s

uccessfully detox. She kept falling back by the wayside. Her mate, Chasity‘s Dad had better luck detoxi

ng with our order but Chalice‘s relapses were his relapses since they

usually did everything together. Mates can be our saving grace or our Kryptonite, you know,” said Chan

ce sadly.

“Ok, we already know her parents were drug addicts,” said felix impatiently.

“Felix,” whispered Alex fiercely, nudging his younger brother,

Chance chuckled.

“You‘re passionate about my granddaughter! I‘m glad,” said Chance

“This doesn‘t add up. Where have you been, Chance? Chasily‘s childhood sucked and I‘m sure you kn

ew that if you knew her parents

were drug addicts. Didn‘t you wonder where Chasity was when her parents skipped town?” Calix questi

oned.

Chance sighed. “When my daughter ran off, leaving Chasity, I followed her. I was trying to track her do

wn and bring her back. I tailed them for a while,” said Chance.

“And?” Asked Felix.

Chance looked away from the triplets sadly. “And…unfortunately when I finally caught up to them…

they were...” Chance paused to take a deep shuddering breath.

“Please, I know it‘s hard but please tell us Chance. It‘s not too late for Chasity even if it was too late for

her mother,” said Alex, gently,

pleading with the older werewolf.

Chance nodded, collecting himself. His eyes were filled with tears. He took a deep breath. Calix patted

him on the shoulder.

“I found them finally…

I caught up to them in a motel miles and miles from here. I remember it so vividly because it was Christ

mas

Morning. You know that song,” Chance said, his eyes glazing over.

“Walking in a Winter Wonderland by Dean Martin. It‘s an old Christmas song. Beautiful. Chalice‘s favou

rite. It‘s so funny…

the synchronicity…“said the older werewolf, chuckling sadly. He was motioning everything he did with h

is hands and his hands were trembling.

“I…I was listening to that song on the radio…Walking in a Winter Wonderland…

as I switched off the car and took the key out of the ignition but the song never stopped!” Exclaimed Ch

ance.

What? The triplets were confused. Chance laughed humourlessly.

“The song was still playing on the same radio station but somewhere upstairs in the motel! Chalice! List

ening to the same Christmas song as her Dad on the same day at the same time on the same radio sta

tion!” Exclaimed Chance, tears beginning to fall down his cheeks.

“That‘s wonderful,” said Calix sincerely, trying to encourage the werewolf. “So you followed the music?”

“Right you are Calix, right you are!” Said Chance.

Chance could tell them apart! The triplets were impressed.

“I followed the faint music. It grew steadily louder. There was an echo to it. The Marigold Motel not the

hotel, the seedy motel. I went up the rickety side steps. Found one of the doors to the rooms left open.

The music was coming from there. I walked in. The place was small and reasonably clean, nothing spe

ctacular. Minimal Christmas decorations. I followed the Christmas Carol to the radio. I turned it

off. I shouldn‘t have turned it off. The music has been off ever since. When I turned a corner, Chalice an

d her mate were sitting, staring at

the table in the kitchenette. Eves wide. Just staring. There were fane marks on their necks.” Chance sai

d, lost in the story and shaking

“Vampires?” Asked Felix worriedly.

“Snake bites. Furina Ornata. The venomous Moon Snake. The order has special snakes that are a thous

usual,” said Chance.

“So it was the order! It is something to do with the tattoo!” Exclaimed Alex.

“No…

not quite,” said Chance. The triplets were confused. “We give snake bites on purpose. The venom make

“But?” Prompted Felix.

Chance gulped and wiped the sweat on his brow with a handkerchief.

“But the Furina Ornata member who had come to administer the snake venom was dead on the ground

The administrator of the venom, our member, she was dead on the ground near the empty briefcase wit

Chance finished his story in hushed tones.

The air was heavy. So Chalice and her mate were trying to get strong enough to fight back whoever was

saving antidote. The person left the snake behind and even the antidote administrator was killed. More q

“So…what did you do after that, Chance?” Said Calix gently.

“I called the police. They came with an ambulance. I sat there and looked at Chalice staring at me sightl

They were pronounced dead and so was the administrator. The people who were chasing them. I had n

where they went. I buried my daughter and her mate with my own money. I

even included the administrator in the funeral. It was a quiet little funeral in Marigold,” mumbled Chance

“Why didn‘t you tell anyone?” Spat Felix, furious, his eyes darkening.

Chance looked shocked.

“Who was the administrator?” Asked Alex.

“The administrator was Deidre Binx, Chalice‘s friend, and a fellow order member who used the venom tr

Chills crept through the triplets.

“Deidre Binx isn‘t dead. She is a model, was. She‘s a retired supermodel. She‘s in LA, still schmoozing a

Chance stared at him, dumbfounded. “The real Deidre Spinx is dead. I know that with a certainty. I don‘t

to her. She eluded me for years and I grew tired. I don‘t think she actually killed anyone. Just benefitted

to show up at the pack house after I got back from Marigold. They got a restraining order against me. Lo

The triplets looked. It was there! Framed! Chance had framed his restraining order. Chance chuckled.

“Your asshole parents. I sent toys and letters and things. Tried to get to see Chasity. They kept returning

brother‘s

death. I ran my casino and figured when Chasity turned eighteen she‘d do her own digging and come ba

depressed honestly. This room it‘s filled with stuff

they returned. Stuff for Chasity,” said Chance, tears in his eyes.

The triplets took a second glance at the room. Alex felt his heart constrict. Many of the knickknacks that

a girl‘s room. The papers

on the floor and on the desk were scribbled haphazardly but he could make out many instances Dear Ch

Calix had

not realised he was crying until he felt the wetness on his cheeks. Felix sat in one of the sticky chairs, br

in–law to be.

“Chance, I am so sorry for everything. I had no idea,” said Alex.

Chance just nodded feebly. The gambling debt

story? Was that all bullshit? Did Chasity‘s parents even owe money? Probably not. The

casino was a family business.

“But I need you, Chance. We need you. Chasity needs you!” Said Alex.

Chance sat up a little straighter, adjusting his too small blazer.

“Your ability to tell when people are lying! Your mind–

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