Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 32

Elias pov

Well, that was hell of a show, if anyone were to ask me.

Ethan has always been the funniest, most bubbliest and happiest of the bunch, so seeing him this flushed and shy, even with the words he uses to describe his sudden switch in sexuality is funny as hell.

For the record - no, he doesn’t swing both ways. Never had. And truthfully, I never even thought the day might come when my brother decides to snag a taste of another dude.

Or at least that’s how it’s been until Ash. Ash.. With him, entering our lives a lot of things have changed, especially regarding both of my brothers. Ethan is weird by nature, but lately, Everett has been more stuck in his thoughts too.

Before I can react to the show playing in front of our eyes, Everett leaves me behind and rushes towards Ethan, who now stands in the middle of the massive room, looking like a lost puppy. Ash is nowhere in sight. Where did that little shit go this time?

Glancing around, I realize everyone’s just as confused as me, even the Professor who is now heading my way. Once he stops next to me, the older man clears his throat and leans a little closer to whisper, “well, this took an unexpected turn, didn’t it? How about you go and find Kingston? I heard you guys live together so I believe you know him better than any other student here. Let’s try to forget this incident and ensure the little guy is okay, yes?”

I glance at him but don’t offer any words, just nod and walk away.

The truth is that I know little to nothing about Ash other than a few things Ethan has told me. Stipud, yes, but apparently I’m well aware that the guy smells like wildflowers and his favorite color is green, but I have no idea about where he came from or what role he takes in his pack.

With those thoughts in mind, I shove my hands into the pockets of my sweats and walk down the halls, attempting to follow Ash’s scent. The only issue is that Ash is very skilful in hiding his trace. I have never met a wolf this good at masking his scent, damn it.

As I drift in my thoughts, I come to a sudden halt. Not only because I start overthinking why am I the one who’s supposed to look for the little runaway shit, but also because I catch a whiff of his scent - barely, there, but still there.

“God fucking damn it,” I grumble and turn in the direction of the woods. Of course, Ash has to choose the hardest option, doesn’t he?

“Stop being such a dick and find Ethan’s little favorite wolfie. Imagine the amount of favors you can ask from him if you find that little wolf,” my own wolf, Axel, joins in on my thought process.

He’s kind of right, if I’m being honest. Doing something for Ethan means that the jokester will pull off some pranks for me so I don’t get my ass in trouble.

“And besides, we both know you’re not too keen on admitting things, but it’s not like you hate the little mutt either. If I’m correct, I’ve caught you staring at him more than just a couple of times,” the wolf adds, half laughing and half talking at the same time.

In moments as such, I often wonder how possible it is to rip Axel out of me and sell him to the witches for soup or bone broth.

As the thought, once again, crosses my mind - he howls in laughter, clearly enjoying my inner struggle.

“Sell me for all I care, just keep in mind that you will, in fact, become less of an Alpha if you lose me. Also, I’m more knowledgeable about motorcycles than you are so there’s that. Imagine being this butt hurt over the fact that I point out your little, odd obsession of staring at a little wolf. Sheesh, weirdo.”

I roll my eyes and remain silent. He’s slick as fuck - whatever I say will be used against me, so I rather avoid giving him more ammunition than he already grasps from my thoughts.

“No point in that either. You just thought about it yourself - I get the ammo without hearing your voice. Stop being such a salty butt and admit that I’m right.”

For a while, I look around the forest and try to figure out which direction Ash took off to. Since I can’t sense him anywhere near, I choose a random one and start walking, focusing on the conversation with the wolf.

“Okay, maybe I’m a little curious,” I grumble the confession.

Truth be told, Ash is an enigma. He adapts and changes depending on the person who’s around him - so damn perfectly it makes me wonder what happened to the guy to learn such a unique skill. Also, not that I would ever admit this out loud, but I kind of don’t like how close he’s getting with that girl..

Are they seeing each other? Dating? Sneaking around behind everyone’s back? Or maybe they just recently became close and are trying to figure out if dating would bring any issues?

“Ah, is that green I see?” Axel asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“We’re in the middle of a goddamn forest, everything in here and around us is green, you moron!” I snap.

My outburst doesn’t bother him. In fact, it does nothing but amuses the brainless fool even more.

“Jealousy, I’m talking about jealousy, genius.”

I stop in my tracks and freeze. No, that can’t be it. I wouldn’t be jealous of someone I don’t even freaking know. Sure, we live under one roof, but I barely see the guy around and know only the little details Ethan keeps forcing on us.

Also, not sure if it matters, but I’ve never been interested in a guy before. Could it be that there’s a gay bug in our place - it bit Ethan first and now it managed to bite me too? Is that how we become gay? No, it couldn’t be. Mom said people are born with a certain sexuality, you can’t just miraculously turn into something. We can shift into our wolf forms, not into different sexualities.

“I can’t believe it. All my life I thought it was a myth, but it turns out it’s true. You’re an idiot. Wow.”

I’m about to clap back at Axel, but before I can do as little as form one word, a cracking sound from above startles me and the moment I look up, I barely manage to react and catch a falling Ash in my arms.

Ha, gotcha’ little bug.