Chapter 20: Chasity’s Choice
Alex
Chasity really did take an hour and forty-five minutes to get ready. Felix, Calix and I were sitting on the living room couch waiting for
her.
“Hey boys!” Said a familiar voice.
Rhonda. Ugh.
“Hey,” we all said unenthusiastically.
“You missed me?” She asked.
“Like crazy,” lied Felix.
The sarcasm flew right over her head.
“I’m sorry things didn’t work out with Charity,” she said softly.
Huh.
“Chasity!” Said Felix very slowly, enunciating the name carefully.
“Oops, sorry, Chasity!” She repeated.
She took off her coat revealing her club attire.
“You’re going clubbing?” I asked.
She was in a corset and booty shorts at five forty-five in the afternoon.
“No, of course not, silly-willy Alex,” said Rhonda.
Thad been meaning to tell her to call me Alpha but I remembered something else that was bothering me.
“What do you mean sorry things didn’t work out with Chasity?” I asked, repeating her words.
Rhonda sighed in mock sadness.
“Well, I know if it had worked out, your parents would have called me to plan a Luna ceremony by now to reintroduce her to the
pack and they didn’t so I came to check that they hadn’t lost my number and your Mom said Chasity didn’t say yes to being your mates,”
said Rhonda, pretending to sniffle.
“You three are so sweet! You deserve so much better than her!” Said Rhonda dramatically.
Felix sat up straight and growled, his wolf coming forwards.
“Easy, Felix,”I warned putting an arm out in front of him.
Rhonda did not seem the least bit afraid.
“My grumpy boy,” she cooed. “Rhonda, Chasity didn’t say yes to us but she didn’t say no either. She gave us a maybe. She’s getting ready for our date tonight,”
said Calix.
Rhonda went from fake sad to authentically enraged.
“You’re letting her give you three a maybel You’re the Triplet Alphas! What is there to think about? You’d think she’d be grateful,”
retorted Rhonda.
Felix’s eyes were black, I kept a firm grip on him. Luckily, Chasity had great timing. “I’m ready,” she said, walking towards us.
She looked radiant in a simple short light pink dress with her stockings and boots on underneath. It was really cold out even for a
werewoll. She put her blue chat on.
“We should get you s baby pink coat and some other colours,” I suggested, getting up and pulling Felix with me,
Felix went to Chasity and pulled her flush against him kissing the top of her head. Calix and I did the same.
“Chasity, you know if you don’t want the triplets, there are many girls waiting to take them off your hands,” said Rhonda snidely, her
voice dripping with envy.
“Like who? You?” Snapped Chasity.
Rhonda glared at Chasity.
“Come here, Baby, you’re not walking through that snow. It’s too deep for you,” purred Felix, lifting Chasity up, holding her bridal
style.
I seized this opportunity to talk to Calix.
“Felix go on ahead with Chasity! Calix and I will catch up in a sec,” I said.
Felix did not need to be told twice. He hurried outside with Chasity, whispering in her ear as he carried her. I could hear her giggling
fade as they got further away.
“Rhonda, can you give Calix and I a minute?” I asked politely.
“Anything for you Lexipoo,” said Rhonda.
What the f**k7!
“I’m gonna miss you,” she cooed, pouting and still standing there.
“Go, please,” I said in my Alpha voice, compelling her to leave.
She stomped out indignantly.
“I have something really important to tell you,” I whispered to my youngest brother.
“It’s about Chasity,” I said, taking a deep breath.
“I’m listening,” said Calix, his face concerned.
“Dad told me something about Chasity’s Dad, Chase,” I confessed. “He…was our Mom’s younger stepbrother.”
Calix stared at me, his brow furrowed.
“So…that’s why he picked the pack house, hoping Mom would care for her step-niece?” Said Calix.
I nodded.
“But Mom treated her…not great,” mumbled Calix sadly. “This makes it so much worse,” whispered Calix, running his fingers
through his hair nervously.
“So Chasity is our…step-cousin7” Confirmed Calix.
“Yeah, she’s not a blood relative,” I assured him.
Calix gave a sigh of relief. “But…why? Why did Mom treat her own step-niece like that? Most people would consider that family though they’re only related by marriage,” Calix said, leaning back on the couch, massaging his temples.
“Mom hated her stepmother’s mate,” I said.
“Chasity’s Mom?” Asked Calix.
I nodded, “Yes, Dad told me Mom thought Chasity’s Mom, Chalice, was bad news. She thinks Chalice got Chase into drugs and gambling and that he was a nice boy before he met her. Mom supposedly feels like Chalice took her little stepbrother away from her…and well, Chasity reminds mom of Chalice, adding fuel to the fire,” I explained sadly. “The woman who took her stepbrother away had a
daughter who is taking her sons away.”
“Wow,” breathed Calix.
“That doesn’t make it right. That makes it worse,” mumbled Calix more to himself than to me.
I heard the click clack of heels as Rhonda came back to the living room. What the hell was she still doing here?
“You should probably go now, Rhonda,” I said gently, feeling guilty for using my Alpha voice on her mere moments ago.
“Ok, Lexipoo,” said Rhonda, making my blood crawl. “Don’t you wish you each had your own mate?” She asked, scrutinising our expressions.
I wished we each had a restraining order against Rhonda.
“No, sharing is fine,” said Calix with a smile.
“Isn’t that so…kinky?” Whispered Rhonda.
I’d bet she’d love to hear about all the sordid details.
“Just how I like it,” said Calix with a wink.
Ew, Calix, don’t wink at the woman! She’s unhinged enough as it is. Don’t encourage her,
I chastised him.
Felix
The more alone time with Chasity the better. I had a lot more to make up for than my brothers did when it came to Chasity. I bundled her up in her coat and carried her to the car, setting her down on the backseat. I shut the door and put my arm around her.
“Cosy?” I enquired.
She nodded.
“You look absolutely gorgeous, Baby,” I purred in her ear. “You always do.”
“Thanks,” she said blushing.
She was twiddling her fingers in my lap while I had her tucked under my arm. I took her tiny hands in mine, comparing the size. I
laughed. Her hands with her fingers spread out barely covered my palms when she placed them against mine. She felt my calluses,
“How’d you get these?” She asked curiously.
“Just Alpha training. Lifting tires. Pulling trucks by holding ropes tied to them. Lifting weights. Collecting the maple syrup from our
maple tree forest. Any labour really will make your hands rough over time,” I said as I played with her small soft smooth hands.
“But I work hard. The house is huge. I clean it by myself and you guys eat a lot so there’s a lot to cook,” she mumbled. “Well, I used to do those things.”
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