Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 177

Ashley pov

My head pounds and my eyes refuse to open, no matter how much I try to. It feels like there's a weight of a brick building attached to my eyelids.

I'm awake, I know I am, but just like I can't open my eyes, I can't move any part of my body. I still try, and instantly regret it as an insane surge of electric sensation sends pain through every nerve ending my body has.

I'm pretty sure I'm tied to whatever I'm laying on, not that it's needed since I'm definitely in a bad state. Even my wolf isn't scratching at the barrier, almost like she's not there at all.

The worst part is that that's exactly how it feels. Like I'm hollow, empty and there is no longer that part of me in this existence.

My heart rate picks up, that in itself is understandable by the pain that surges through my chest and coupled with the loud beeping sound next to me, I almost feel like I'm stuck in a hospital room.

Soon, I hear shuffling next to me and later, I'm pretty sure I hear voices. Might be a dream, of course, but I'm pretty sure this is my new reality.

“Why hasn't she woken up yet?” I hear someone grumble, an older man, clearly displeased with something I can't affect.

Also, I'm awake, you old motherfucker, it's just that I can't open my bloody eyes for some reason.

As silence takes over, I try to think back to what happened. Or, at least to the last memories I have.

The bears in the cabin. Constantine and his friends. The hunters coming around, the weird creature who isn't exactly a man or a shifter. The panic that followed, the confessions, the decision I made afterwards.

In great detail, I remember sneaking around the cabin, stealing from the men who were trying to protect me from those who wish me harm, and running away.

The woods. Goddess, the woods are so beautiful, not only in my memories but the reality too. That's a fact no one could deny.

I remember running into a group of hikers, a very nice bunch of people and lying to them just to get them off my tail.

Then, there was silence. For a while. And then.. Fuck, why can't I remember what happened next?

What could've possibly happened for me to forget whatever came next?

I try harder, combing through the memories over and over again, but nothing comes up.

I'm distracted from the attempts as someone near me clears their throat and speaks up. “I don't have an answer for now, sorry. I can tell for sure only after we run some extra tests on her. At this point, I'd say it's best if she doesn't wake up until she heals, which most likely will take a long while given how slowly her body is healing. It's almost like she doesn't have a wolf or the beast is so doormat, it can't help with anything.”

The voice that joins the discussion sounds professional, so I think it's safe to assume the person might be a doctor, or a nurse.

“I don't care if the wolf is there or not,” the first voice snarls. “What I care about is for the girl to wake up before the Council arrives or we're doomed.”

I never thought a person could sound both terrified and angry at the same time, but now it feels like it's absolutely possible.

“I understand,” another voice adds. “However, there is nothing we can do to ensure she heals faster. The only logical solution to the situation we can offer is to hide her. Don't tell anyone we have the girl here, don't even imply that you know where she is until the Council is gone and the most critical stage of the meetings is over.”

Silence again. I hate silence more now than I've hated it before.

This secrecy bullshit is really getting on my nerves. Clearly, something happened to me and now all I can do is lay here unmoving and listen, so the least they could do is stop speaking in riddles, and call out the facts.

Also, if I could move at least a little, that would be grand. Worst case scenario, I could plead and beg with a nurse who has a little empathy and get her to contact the triplets, right?

Just lying here, completely helpless, while some strangers gather around me to decide my fate is unfair. I should have the right to decide, the right to my own opinion.

“Unless she's stable enough to be moved out of the building, your idea won't work. The Council works on their own terms, each visit is like a sick overlook of their inventory. They don't arrive to sit in the meeting hall and talk, they walk around and check everything here, including the hospital. Go on, toss your next idea at me.”

Well, if nothing else, at least I know I'm really stuck in a hospital and that has to count for something. But why? It seriously makes me wonder what it is that I don't understand that brought me here. Did I fall? Did an animal attack me?

Come to think of it, there are quite a few details about myself that I don't remember. There's school, the triplets, and the bears that I do remember. But what school, what I do there, how I met the triplets and why the bears were protecting me is like a blank image in my mind.

I have a valid reason to fear suffering from amnesia or something, but that doesn't explain why my memories are lost in pieces, not the whole stuff that's living in my head.

It's hard to explain, but it's like my mind is giving me answers, cutting the answer short, and then starting the story elsewhere.

Like a book that has been shredded to pieces and someone who has never read the book is putting it back word by word.

“We need to talk to Kaiden. He's been adamant about joining decision making, so it's about time we open the door for him and see what he has to offer.” Someone mutters.

Kaiden? Who's Kaiden? And why do I have a feeling I've heard the name before?