Her Triplet Alphas by Joanna J novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Secret–keeper Calix

I woke up lying against Felix‘s chest with Alex on my left and Calix on my right. I careful slid out from

under Felix‘s heavy arm. He stirred a little but did not wake up. They were all sleeping peacefully. I

breathed a sigh of relief. I showered quickly and put on a yellow sundress over my gold bathing suit.

The world–renowned chef was still on board and we were still traversing the open seas. I ate at a bar on deck. It was covered so I was in the shade but the sea breeze had easy access to whip my curls about. It was refreshing. The chef was named Chat Chevalier and was from Chatres, a town in Loire Valley, France. He was tall, lean werewolf with powerful looking biceps. He had a sleeve of tattoos on his left arm but only one tattoo in the shape of a band around his right wrist. Upon closer inspections, the band were two girls‘ name in cursive drawn all the way around. Josephine et Genevieve . He had dark ash blond hair, tanned skin and deep brown eyes. His sous chef was a muscular werewolf just a bit shorter than him with dark eyes, dark glossy wavy hair and deep olive skin. He was named Sachin Singh and was from Jaipur, India. He told me he lived near to somewhere called the Pink City. They both had heart–stopping handsome looks but were humble and kind. Of course, I only had eyes for the triplets.

“Chat?” I asked the head chef, Chat Chevalier, doesn‘t that mean cat in French?”

“Oui, exactement!” He said (Yes, exactly).

“Vous parlez français, Madame Thorn?” (Do you speak French, Mrs Thorn?) “Je fais. Je parle un peu de français.” (I do. I speak a little French.)

“Genevieve et Josephine sont ta filles.” (Genevieve and Josephine are your daughters.”

pointed to the right band tattoo on his wrist. He smiled.

“Josephine is my mate and wife and Genevieve is our little daughter, yes,” He said in a thick French accent. “They‘re back home in France. I‘m training my protege, Sachin, to take over for me when I want family time. He‘s young. Now is grind time for him!”

I laughed along with the two chefs. Sachin spoke English with a British accent because he had left India to go to boarding school in the

1. UK.

“He acts as if he is eighty!” Exclaimed Sachin. I laughed. Sachin looked to be about twenty–five and

Chat looked about thirty–five.

“Why did they name you cat?” I asked. “Because he is grumpy and sneaky!” Sachin said, clearly very good friends with his boss.

Hiss boss nudged him playfully. “It‘s because I am regal, cunning and proud like a cat and my mother loves cats. My siblings are Catherine and Cheshire.”

Wow, dedication to a theme. I could not help but giggle. I loved cats too. I had never been allowed a

pet growing up in the pack house as a second class citizen. I suddenly realised I could get one now.

“You don‘t like cats, Sachin?” I asked.

“I like cats, yeah. My mate has a black Persian cat named Sphinx. He hates me,” Sachin said as he

sautéed some mushrooms.

“He‘s bright!” Chat joked.

“He doesn‘t know what he‘s missing! I feed him extra meat to get in his good graces so he won‘t maul me when I go to her place,“Sachin said tapping his temple to indicate what a brilliant idea that was.

giggled. They made me a mushroom and onion omelette that was so delicious. I also requested truffle fries as a side because I had heard the triplets talking about them. Sachin made them and they

were amazing. I was still taking to the chef at the covered bar and kitchenette area on deck when the

triplets appeared looking a bit grumpy.

“We woke up and you weren‘t there,” whined Calix.

gave him a big hug and stood on tip–toe to ruffle his hair.

“We always wait for you when we wake up first,” he pouted.

That was true. I felt a little guilty. I kissed his cheeks and he pulled me onto his lap and started eating some of my omelette and feeding me bits of it every other spoonful.

“Calix needs a lot of love,” Felix said kissing my forehead. “Sachin, how about some cognac.” “It‘s ten in the morning,” protested Alex. “It‘s five o‘clock somewhere,” said Sachin, pouring the drink, while Felix grinned.

Calix wanted me to come swimming with him in the indoor pool. He scarfed down the basket of truffle fries, took a swig of his cappuccino and hopped off the high stool pulling me with him.

Alex and Felix chuckled. I noticed Alex had some alcohol now too despite his earlier disapproval.

“Thank you, Chasity,” murmured Calix against my lips. He kissed me with so much emotion I became a little teary–eyed.

I knew that for sure. The parents adored the triplets and were so proud to have produced three alphas in one go. Our pack was famous because of the identical triplet alphas. They had actually been interviewed on werewolf late night talk shows before because everyone in werewolf country was fascinated by them.