Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 130

Ashley pov

As soon as his words stop echoing in my mind, I snort out a laugh. Like, an actual sound that resembles more of a pig’s oink than a laugh.

He can't be serious. I get that some people often lose themselves in delusions, but this is a little too much. Even if I allowed myself to take his words with a grain of salt, it still feels too unreal.

“You're kidding me, right? There's no way you could be actually serious.” Shaking my head, I cast a quick glance at him and immediately backtrack. “I mean this with the utmost respect, but the things you're telling me right now feel just as real as stories in children's books.”

Constantine arches an eyebrow. “Have I proved myself untrustworthy? Have I done anything to make you question me?”

“It's not that. And never mention anything about not trusting you. What I meant is my father's lands are long gone, whatever is left of the pack people is scattered all over the place. When the pack was taken, our people had a choice to make - it was either join them or be slayed by them.” I explain.

To my surprise, Constantine chuckles. He looks so amused by my words that I can see some laugh lines at the corners of his eyes. Never liked it when people didn't take me seriously, and I still don't like it.

This man is claiming that I am a future leader, someone who can regain power over something long lost, and yet he still laughs to my face. Makes no sense.

“What?” I ask, a little more aggressively than I intend to.

“Nothing,” he chuckles again. “I just like seeing you like this. You're being so adamant to remain respectful, yet the fighting spirit is there. I can see it in your eyes, I know it better than you think. That same flame, burning in your gaze, is one of the first things I noticed about your father. You have his spirit. His drive to fight for what is right. And his passion to do right by his people. Maybe you're not ready to admit this, but I see that you are ready to fight for them. You are ready to take what is yours, what your parents built.”

Literally the only thing I can do is gape at him. I get that his intentions are good, but I don't think over exaggerating is the right way to go. Constantine comes across as a very truthful and genuine person, and yet, as much as I want to trust him, to believe every word he says, life has taught me an important lesson - you can't trust people blindly.

So what if he actually knew my parents? I don't have proof, neither does he. Right now, we're stuck in a limbo of uncertainty and mistrust.

Sucking in a shaky breath, I look him straight in the eyes and tried to pin him with my gaze. “You do realize that I have more than a few reasons to choose to not trust you, right?”

“I do,” he shrugs off my concern like it’s no big deal. “However, understanding something doesn’t mean that I won’t stop trying to change things around. One of these days, you’ll learn how to trust me and understand I mean nothing but the best for you. If I were to ever hurt or betray you, I couldn’t forgive myself. Your father would never forgive me.”

All this talking about my parents is really getting too much. I get that Constantine is trying his best, but the last thing I want right now is to keep poking my nose back in everything that happened in the past.

I’m supposed to live today and think about the possibilities of tomorrow, not dwell on everything that isn’t real anymore.

And of course, I’m still sad about losing my parents, about what happened to the pack and lands, but I don’t have the ability to turn back the time and change something, so the only thing I do by bringing it all up again is hurt myself.

“Can we talk about something else, please?” I ask and look away, hiding the tears that well up in my eyes. I don’t want to come across as weak and broken, but sometimes everything’s too much.

“Alright. I get it might be too much for you. But there is something I wanted to discuss,” he whispers the last part, almost as if he’s hoping I won’t hear him utter the words.

That fact alone catches my attention, so I wipe the tears off my cheeks and snap my gaze back to him. “What is it? Don’t tell me that you and your friends already did something to start a chain reaction of sorts. I don’t think I can stomach more mess in my life.”

“No, no, nothing of sorts. Ever since you mentioned the boys in your life, I was thinking… Maybe it would be for the best if you accept the rejection and move on? There’s no other way to set you free for good.”

My eyes widen in horror. Constantine literally had to kidnap me from Kaiden’s pack to save me from a forced marriage. In what world does he think Kaiden will ever give up and let me go just like that? The guy is insane in his roots.

Someone who acts like he doesn’t want me and banishes me from the pack just to change his mind a moment after and chase me all over the place can’t be mentally stable.

Shaking my head, I fight the need to scream at the man who I know has my best interest at heart. “I can’t, not yet. It’s not only about my second chance mates, but also about my ability to face someone I fear more than anything else. If I had to choose between meeting Kaiden again and death, I’d choose death. For someone as brave as you, I probably sound like a coward, but until I’m ready to break out of my shell and face the world, I can’t do this. I just can’t.”