Her Triplet Alphas by Joanna J novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Interum Vivere

Chasity’s POV

I woke up in the immaculately white room in my spotlessly white clothes. I felt like I was in a weird dream. Everything monochromatic. It was a little difficult to look at. Sharp. It hurt my eyes. The only relief was the colours of photographs of all the

supermodels in their vibrant makeup and clothing. I sighed.

I believed it was my third day of being kidnapped but i had become unsure. I felt that Dante or Maurice or “Boss” was putting something in my food. Something to make my senses and perception dull. There was no reason why I should not be able to connect with my three alpha mates if I was still on their territory.

Suddenly, I felt my neck throb, Owl i felt the marks. The three silvery marks were burning. I rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror. The marks were angry and red. There was something sticky on them like a salve. I gasped. I grabbed a piece of tissue and wiped off the cream. Someone had put something on my marksl I washed my neck with cool water. That soothed the burning. I kept treating the area and the searing pain slowly subsided. The skin was still irritated but it was just a bit pink.

My golden skin was back to looking sallow after it had begun to healthy. It wasn‘t gleaming anymore like it did on my trip with the triplets. I was back to shitty eating habits and stress, that‘s why. And now, I couldn‘t afford to be unhealthy! I gingerly touched my lower belly. I wondered how far along I was.

Dante came into my room just then and quickly rushed into the bathroom, his eyes wild. He must‘ve thought for a moment that I’d escaped. I stared at him blankly. I was seething but I didn‘t want to start an argument.

“I‘m right here,” I said plainly.

“I can see that,” he snarled.

Prick.

“Did you put something on my marks?” I asked softly.

Dante fidgeted uncomfortably. It was a very quick almost imperceptible movement but I spotted it. He did put something on

them.

“Why would you do that?” I asked.

Dante just glared at me.

“You‘re a werewolf, you know just as well as anyone else those marks cannot be removed. They‘re permanent,” I said, trying to stop my brown eyes from turning black with rage. How dare he try to remove my mates‘ marks. That was beyond heinous. I‘d never even

heard of such a thing.

Dante shrugged. “It was magic. I thought it would work,” he said.

I must have lost my mind for a second. Temporary insanity. I lunged at him and tackled him to the ground, canines bared. I wanted to rip him to shreds.

Third Person

“Doppelgängers,” said Chance, from where he sat at the booth in the cafe.

The triplets and Danny just stared at him. The triplets were sitting across from Danny and everyone‘s coffee remained mostly untouched besides the P.I. who was on his third cup.

“Doppelgängers!” Chance said. “Lookalikes!”

Silence.

“Celebrity doppelgängers?” Said Chance.

“You‘re not making any sense. Explain what you‘re talking about,” said Alex sternly, knitting his thick naturally arched brows together.

“A doppelgänger is a lookalike, a double of a person…” began Chance,

“Look who you‘re talking to!” Snapped Felix. “We

know what doppelgängers are. We get what you mean by lookalikes but so

what?”

Felix widened his eyes and gestured to his identical triplet brothers

Calix tried to be helpful. “Ok, so the retired supermodel who may or may not be dead has a doppelgänger!”

“Almost.” said Danny. “Deidre is dead! Chance saw her body and I trust him. The first doppelgänger of Deidre, the first lookalike

would be the one who went on to become a famous supermodel after the real Deidre died or rather was murdered.”

“Good, ok,” said Alex, nodding, complimenting Danny‘s deductive reasoning not the murder.

“So there‘s a third one then, since you have a pic showing one Deidre at the party we all went to with…Chasity,” said Felix, sighing deeply. He had dark circles under his baby blue eyes and his skin was a bit paler than usual. Being apart from their mate had hit the middle triplet particularly hard.

“And you also have a pic showing Deidre at some bar, the Serpent‘s Tongue, around the same time,” Felix surmised.

“So like us, there‘s at least three identical people,” said Calix. “But, one of them is dead and they‘re all claiming to be the same person. Correct me if I‘m wrong but the doppelgängers were probably made after Deidre‘s death. Her death was probably a requirement, a prerequisite to be able to go ahead and make other Deidre‘s to take her spot. You can‘t replace a position that‘s filled.”

Alex smiled.

“Look at Baby Boy Calix, figuring s**t out,” said Felix clapping his younger sibling on the back.

“Someone killed Deidre and took over her life, continued on living as her. Realised all her potential, became a supermodel. The

person even took her life‘s dream,” said Alex.

“Well, that might be because the doppelgänger is obviously superhuman in some way,” said Calix.

“Now, that is sad!” Said Felix.

Felix smiled at him sheepishly. “Uh, that‘s because we‘ll stay up talking. We have really long deep chats together. Our relationship is very spiritual, intellectual as well,” explained Felix.

“First, before we go skipping off to LA, we need to check out the bar, The Serpent‘s Tongue. Your parents also frequented there in their youth,” said Danny.

“You mean Chasity‘s parents,” corrected Alex.