Chapter 161 - Bullied Mate Of The Alpha Triplets

Tristen's POV

As I drove home, my heart was racing with thoughts of Priscilla and our earlier conversation. Today had been a rather stressful day filled with surprises. We had won a very important match and I was so happy, I would be going to a football academy. My dreams were coming through, finally, so close I felt like I could grab it.

However, Priscilla had dropped a bomb on me. She was pregnant, and the baby was ours, the baby was mine. I felt frustrated and conflicted. I didn't know how to react; I was still young and barely out of high school, a child wasn't part of the plan. It had never crossed my mind.

I hit the horn of the car, what was I thinking? Fucking Priscilla raw, what did I expect? I was worried sick about her and the baby, and I felt a heavy weight of responsibility on my shoulders. She felt guilty and wanted to get rid of the baby. However, I couldn't find it in my heart to watch her kill our child. The thought didn't sit well with me. I had no choice but to beg her to keep the child. I had promised her I would be there for her, and I was determined to keep that promise.

I didn't know how my family would react to the news. Especially Lucas; we weren't on good terms as he'd refused to talk to me ever since Ember left. And now I had fucked and gotten his ex-girlfriend pregnant.

I felt terrible; I was the wrong person and a worse brother. My head ached, and I drove quickly to get home sooner. I had forgotten about the match, the team, and the celebration I had left.

All I wanted to do was go to my room, collapse on my bed, and try to process everything that had happened in the last few hours.

I got him and pulled into my driveway, parking the car and throwing the key to a random male servant. As I walked through the front door, I was greeted by the sounds of laughter and chatter coming from the dining room.

My brows furrowed in confusion. The voice sounded familiar. It was obviously Lucas talking, but someone else was with him, a female. But who?

As I walked closer to where the sound was coming from, I recognized the voice and froze. Was that who I thought it was? It couldn't be.

I could smell the heavy scent of pancakes and whipped cream, and I walked towards the dining room.

Ember was sitting there with Lucas, having supper, and they were talking about something and laughing. I stood there surprised. Ember was in the packhouse?

And she was eating, talking, and laughing with Lucas?

My eyes widened in surprise. The last time I'd seen her in the pack house was when she confronted me and the deal I made with Priscilla. She had blown up that day and decided to leave, breaking up with Lucas on the spot, and it broke him.

He refused to talk to me ever since then, and as far as I knew, all three of us weren't on good terms. Perhaps they had made up and were finally talking again.

A bitter smile appeared on my lips, and I was about to leave when Ember looked up and saw me. We locked gazes and surprise was filled in her big, beautiful eyes. I stood there, my feet stuck to the ground as I didn't know what to do.

I expected her to frown and scream at me, but her face changed from one of surprise to a blank one. "Tristen," She called, and Lucas turned and finally noticed me standing behind them.

He saw me and frowned so hard and turned back.

Ember was sitting at the dining table, her piercing gaze fixed on me, and the next thing she said almost knocked me off my feet.

"Come join us," She said with a little smile, and I turned around, checking if someone was standing behind me and she was referring to the person. "Tristen?" She called again.

I was taken aback. I thought she hated me, but there she was, smiling and inviting me to join them. I hesitated, unsure of what to do.

I finally swallowed hard and moved my feet to walk towards them.

I sat a safe distance away from both Ember and Lucas awkwardly. Lucas, on the other hand, refused to even look at me. He kept his eyes fixed on his plate, his jaw clenched in a familiar expression of disapproval. I knew he was still angry with me, and I didn't blame him. I had almost destroyed his relationship with Ember.

I took a deep breath and called Ember, my heart heavy with regret. "Ember, can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked, my voice soft.

Ember looked up at me, her eyes guarded. "What is it, Tristen?" And even Lucas turned to me.

"I want to apologize for betraying you, what I did; I didn't mean to hurt you and ruin your relationship with Lucas," I said, my eyes cast downward in shame

"I know I hurt you, and I'm deeply sorry for that. I was wrong to do what I did, and I regret it every day."

Ember's expression softened slightly, and she nodded. "I appreciate your apology, Tristen. Seeing you being regretful of your action means a lot."

My eyes welled up with tears. I was surprised she was willing to forgive me so quickly. "I'm so sorry, Ember. I know I can't undo what's been done, but I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

Ember nodded with a soft smile." of course, I forgive you, Tristen. But it's going to take time to rebuild trust."

I nodded, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. "I understand. Thank you, Ember. That means a lot to me."

But as I turned to Lucas, I was met with a cold shoulder. Lucas refused to even look at him, his jaw clenched in anger.

"Lucas, please," I said, his voice pleading. "I know I hurt you, brother, with my actions, but I'm trying to make it right. Can't you find it in your heart to forgive me?"

Lucas's silence was deafening, and I knew I had a long way to go to make things right with his brother. But I was determined to try, no matter what.

I got up and took a deep breath, and knelt beside my brother, my heart racing. Lucas's eyes widened in shock.

"Lucas, please...forgive me," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know I hurt you, and I'm so sorry. I was blind and selfish, but I see now. I love you, bro, and I can't bear the thought of losing you forever."

Lucas's expression softened, and for a moment, I saw a glimmer of the brother I once knew. Then, his face changed into a mix of anger and sadness, and he punched my shoulder with a firm but gentle fist.

"Damn it, Tristen!" he exclaimed, his voice cracking. "You idiot! Why did it take you so long to figure it out?"

I winced, expecting more anger, but instead, Lucas pulled me into a tight, brotherly hug. I felt relief wash over me as I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close.

"I'm so sorry, Lucas," I repeated, my voice muffled against his shoulder.

Lucas pulled back, his eyes moist, and smiled. "I forgive you, bro. But don't ever forget what you did. You hurt me, but I love you too much to stay mad forever."

I nodded, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. "I have to talk to you," I said, pulling him to a corner

"Huh?"

"Lucas, there's something else," I said, my voice low and serious. "Something I need to tell you."

He looked at me with a mix of curiosity and concern. "What is it, Tristen?"

I hesitated, unsure of how to begin. "It's about Priscilla...and me. We...we made a mistake, and she's pregnant."

Lucas's expression changed from confusion to shock, and he stepped back as if punched in the gut. "What?