Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 184

Elias pov

“Do you really think it's a good idea to give them any time at all? I don't want to come across as disrespectful or make it seem like I don't respect your decisions, but I'm a little skeptical,” I admit, keeping my eyes on my father to see his reaction.

He doesn't frown or roll his eyes. Instead, he offers me a weak smile and nods as if he understands why I'm so skeptical about the situation.

“I get your point of view, son, I really do. However, while we are not connected to the alliance, we still always try to do the right thing. And right now, as awful as it might seem, the right thing is to give those old geezers the benefit of the doubt.” He explains.

I ponder his words for a brief moment. Truthfully, I don't get dad's point of view at all. Yes, he's always been adamant to do the right thing in all situations, but is the same approach really needed now.

The Council has never offered anyone the same luxury dad is offering them now. Ever.

Where was their understanding of what is right and wrong when their own king attacked one pack after another, using the alliance's resources to take what didn't belong to him in the first place?

Where were those righteous men when people needed them the most?

Of course, they turned their backs on those who were suffering and pretended they didn't see a thing. They never see the injustice, even if it's shoved in front of them on a silver platter.

“You know that we can't involve ourselves in the alliance business, right?” He speaks up, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“I know,” I quickly answer and shake my head. “I just don't see the fairness in this situation. When others approach them and beg for mercy, they pretend to be deaf, but when they need mercy, they don't ask or plead, they demand. Best part is that all of them think that they're entitled to it.”

Dad hums and taps his pen against the desk, as always, being his calculative self and deciding which words suit the situation the best.

“Again, not much I can do about that, son. For now, I think that giving them less time than they expect is more than generous. If it were up to your mother, they would get an hour tops.” He trails off and smiles. “Such a wonderful woman she is.”

“I don't think they deserve even that hour she'd offer,” I grumble and look away.

I've never liked to show my disappointment to my parents, especially regarding important decisions they make.

“And that's exactly why you and your brothers aren't ready to take over the pack yet,” he shoots back, surprising me with the sudden change of topic.

I can't help but gape at him. How is this topic related to my thoughts concerning the Council? I didn't ask him to hand over the reins to me, did I?

“Dad, I think you're completely missing the point here. I didn't ask to have the pack handed to me or my brothers at that. I'm sharing my opinion about the matter. And besides, we still haven't finished the Academy, it's far too soon to even think of leading the pack, let alone actually trying to do that.” I insist.

Dad only smirks at me, as if he has me all figured out and there's nothing I could hide from his watchful eyes.

“Yes and no. I'm making a statement, more to get it out there, less to try to convince you about something.”

Great, we're back to speaking in riddles again, just my luck.

“Since I have nowhere to rush to, I wouldn't mind hearing more about your statement. Care to share more about the thought process?”

Dad laughs. “Sure thing. Do you need the full description or will a brief retelling work for you?”

Since I don't want to be stuck in this office for days on end, knowing how much dad loves discussing his ideas and how he reaches conclusions, I opt for the brief retelling and brace myself for anything that might come.

“You're too focused on what you want, the same as your brothers are. Not taking in consideration what is best for the pack. Don't misunderstand me, son, I get how important to you is your friend, I really do, but.. But sacrificing the safety of an entire pack that depends on us for one person is pretty wild, don't you think?”

I ponder his words. Yes, he has a point. In a sense, but only that, because I know he'd do the same thing I want to do for Ash if mom was in her place. Dad would burn the whole world down to ashes if it came to saving mom.

But.. mom is his mate and Ash isn't mine. So why do I feel like I have to give up on anything that I hold dear to ensure she's safe?

What the hell is wrong with me?

Dad flashes me a smile, giving me that knowing look that I haven't quite figured out yet. He looks like he's holding back a secret and waiting until I'll breach the topic.

That, I won't do. We discussed the most important topics here and any topic I bring up next will only drag out this secret discussion.

“Okay,” I mutter and slap my hands against my thighs as I get up from my seat. “I think this is enough talk for today. I get your point, understand your decision, and accept it. Now, I think I need to get some rest before dinner.”

Dad looks at me like I'm full of shit, but doesn't comment on it. “Get some rest and make sure your brothers don't start shit around here. We have had enough of triplet madness for now.”

We both laugh at his statement, fully aware that neither of us three has started anything yet and he's just giving me shit for some of our past stunts.

As soon as I leave dad's office, I head upstairs to look for my brother. If no one else, I know that fucker will be on my side.