His Triplet Mates (bxbxbxb ){Completed}

Chapter 35

James's POV

"Kyle, will you just talk to me already?" I asked him as I walked up to him.

We were outside roaming Cornelius's territory for any signs that trespassers came back but he was still being stubborn and ignoring us for not telling him about what happened.

In all honesty, none of us were ready to talk about it but my mate ignoring me hurt me more than arguing with my brothers.

"La la la, I can't hear you. Did you hear something Mr.Oryx?" Kyle said causing the near by Oryx to gaze at us while it ate.

"I know mates aren't supposed to keep secrets and tell each other everything so I'm ready to talk to you about it now, if you would just listen to me." I told him as I continued to walk behind him and follow him.

"You ignoring me is the most painful thing I've ever felt in my entire life." I explained before I grabbed him by his wrist and made him face me.

"I felt a thousand times worse than you're feeling right now when I tried talking to each of you. Instead of one mate ignoring me, I had three huge babies pouting around and ignoring each other as well." Kyle spat and he was honestly angry which was completely understandable.

"I'm sorry, I can speak for them when I say we all just need some space that night. We shouldn't have continued to act the way we did and we should've been mature enough to talk to each other about it instead of just letting it escalate to this point." I told him while I stared into his eyes and continued to hold on to him.

"Well I'm glad you thought about your actions but I'm not budging. Think of this as your punishment." He huffed before retracting his arm from me.

I sighed once his back was turned again and continued to follow behind him, silently this time.

He knew we all loved him and we couldn't stay mad at each other forever, but this was his way of helping us get our shit together.

The only thing that hurt me more than him ignoring me was not being able to hold and touch him.

I was super affectionate and loved to feel the warmth of his body pressed against mine but if Kyle wasn't happy, he would hiss and run away from us wherever we tried to get close to him.

I even tried trapping him in with food this morning so I could do a sneak attack and hug him from behind but he didn't fall for it. He just scarfed the food down and took off our the door, which led us to where we are now.

A few minutes into us walking around and investigating, we both stripped and shifted. I took that time to admire his body then his wolf as I watched how beautiful he was since he wasn't going to let me see him naked any time soon.

After shifting, he continued to walk with me trotting right behind him, smacking me in the face with his tail on purpose constantly.

   Then he suddenly stopped.

He looked around before squatting low in the grass. I stood there behind him confused but then he pulled me down with him by nudging me harshly, making me fall in the tall grass.

"Shhh. Don't make any noise." He mind-linked me and I didn't get why he was acting this way until the scent hit me.

We were on the border of Cornelius's territory and the scent of at least three other wolves were by us.

It smelled like two males and one female were just a few yards away from us. If we were in our other forms, they surely would've spotted us quicker.

"Can you tell if they shifted?" I replied but he stayed silent trying to analyze the situation.

If they were in their wolf forms then they could tell we were close by them since our senses intensify and enhance; the stronger the rank, the greater the senses. That's probably why he smelt them before I did.

We stayed crouching down in the grass as we tried to listen for their movements and any noises they made.

"But as I was saying, theoretically speaking if my mate asked me to spit in their mouth during sex or their heat, I'd do it." The girl voice said and I couldn't help but tilt my head.

"It's basically the same thing as kissing, you can't just stay a vanilla forever. If that's what they want, who am I to deny them that?" One of the males spoke up and I was genuinely confused.

Did they sense us and were trying to make us lower our guard or did they actually have no idea the two of us were listening in on this embarrassing conversation?

"It's totally not the same thing as kissing. I can kiss someone perfectly fine but I don't like the idea of spitting in someone's mouth or letting them spit in my mouth! Spit is gross out of a kissing category!" The other guy retorted and then it was Kyle's turn to tilt his head.

If these were the ones trespassing on Cornelius's property I don't think we had that much to worry about.

"Okay but what about if you had a submissive mate and they asked you to either let them peg you or let them stick a finger in your ass? Would you let them?" The girl spoke up and I was getting flustered just hearing them speak.

Is this what friends talk about together? Just out in the open like this? And what the hell is pegging?

"I would for sure, I'm confident enough in my own dominance to not mind it." The first guy said but I heard a deep sigh come from the second guy right after he spoke.

"See, you're just not passing the vibe check dude." The girl continued and I nudged Kyle with my nose gently.

The glare he gave me softened up when I gave him my signature puppy dog eyes, earning me a kiss from him.

He licked the side of my face before nuzzling me and rubbing himself against me. I know for sure it was more of his wolf giving me affection than him since he's stubborn but feeling him against me again made my heart flutter.

"I'm not even going to start on the other questions I have for you guys." And this time it was the girl that sighed, most likely frustrated with how the second guy was responding.

"Our patrol is done anyways so yes, please end your inappropriate questions. Save that for when we aren't working." The second guy said quickly before we heard them shuffle away.

We stayed low for a few minutes just to make sure we were alone again, then ran back to the cabins after we retrieved our clothes to report on whatever the hell you'd even call that conversation.