Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 8

Ashley pov

My heart nearly stops in my chest. Not only that, the stubborn organ also attempts to leap up my throat, contradicting itself every beat it takes.

Cold sweat slides down my temple as another wave of anxiety threatens to overwhelm me. Unless I get myself to calm down, there’s no saying what might happen next.

Although I struggle, I clear my throat and force down the lump in my throat. My lips tremble, but I ignore that as I manage to speak up, “I.. I haven’t noticed a scent of a girl here, sir. You might be mistaken. The nurse walked me here after she checked me, I’m the only one here. I don’t know if anyone entered before I arrived.”

That lie sounds believable to me, so it has to sound the same to him, right? After all, in their eyes, I’m just the new guy.

He looks at me for what feels like ages, but can’t be more than a couple of seconds, then nods and takes a step back. It’s too early to cheer, but it seems like I manage to convince him. Thank Goddess.

After another quick sweep of his eyes around the locker room, he nods again and turns to me. “Just be careful. This is a prestigious school, we have our rules and we don’t take kindly to rule-breakers. Keep your head down and don’t get into trouble. Also, don’t roam around alone - you’re too tiny for your age, guys like you aren’t safe alone around so many Alphas. They clash a lot, so I advise you find yourself friends and quick.”

The words still hang in the air when he leaves the locker room. I’m not sure what is it with these men and women working at this academy - saying something and leaving, but I suppose I must get used to it now.

The rest of the day flies by unnoticed, I don’t notice how I drag my feet back to the dorm, ignore the men who live with me and crash for the night.

***

Morning, the same as the previous one, arrives with Ethan hovering over my bed, muttering something about breakfast and a great day ahead of us. Perhaps it would be great if I could wake up on my own the next time.

I don’t expect to return to the fighting ring, but of course, since all the students are Alphas, it turns out to be a planned daily activity. But today, to my surprise, we are paired up with other students and just like my luck would have it - I end up with Ethan, Everett and Elias.

Both Ethan and Everett exchange a couple of words, but Elias just does what the coach tells him and glares daggers at me if I don’t move too fast. He should give me a tiny break, I was beaten yesterday and feel like I slept for a minute at best.

However, when the training finally ends, I feel oddly fulfilled. Exhausted but energized.

Against all odds, our team performed pretty well through the training, even the coach said so. We completed all tasks smoothly and worked as a real team. Thinking back to how well we work together fills me with a little pride and relief, which accompanies me throughout the day, even in classes that we don’t attend together.

By the end of the day, my muscles aren’t as sore anymore and I find myself harboring a tiny ray of hope in my heart. I know it’s bad for me, I really do, but I can’t help it.

The Goddess gave me another chance at happiness, sent me more than I could ever imagine, so maybe this time she is right. Perhaps this time, whatever this is wouldn’t end in disaster.

A small smile pulls at my lips, but is slapped off my face when a heavy palm lands on my shoulder. I tense and look over my shoulder to find grinning Ethan. “You are not done with food yet?” He asks and peeks at my plate. A deep frown crosses his face when his eyes find mine again, “you barely touched any food. No wonder you’re so tiny, my friend, you don’t grow if you don’t eat. Didn’t your mom tell you that?”

I can feel the tears sting in my eyes at the mention of my mother. Of course she taught me that, she taught me many things, but it’s not like she’s here to remind me of all that.

Ethan, completely oblivious to the inner battle I’m having with myself, pulls out a chair and sits down next to me. He grabs a spoon and loads it with broccoli to aim it at my mouth and mutters, “five pounds of broccoli keeps the bed bugs away.” Ethan forces the spoon in my mouth and glares at me until I start chewing.

Then he does the same with meat and tries to shove the food in my mouth before I manage to swallow the broccoli. “Five pounds of meat a day keeps rogues away.”

This chanting is getting annoying. And maybe I’m not the only one who thinks so, because before he can force the spoon down my throat, his plan is destroyed by his brothers. Everett and Elias stop in front of us, both angry-looking, arms crossed in front of their chests.

“Now you’re doing the charity work by spoon feeding every mutt in your way?” Elias growls.

My eyes widen at the bitterness in his tone. What on Earth have I done to him to earn this attitude?

“Fuck off, asshole,” Ethan growls, not standing down.

“Don’t mind him, Eli,” Everett chuckles and slaps a hand on Elias’ shoulder. “Maybe Ethan decided to change teams and he’s into dudes now.”

Both of them laugh while Ethan just grins and nods. “Yeah, changing teams so hard, you have no idea. I’m into dick now. Big, thick, veiny and maybe even blue tip, who cares, I like them all now.”

“Fuck this shit,” Elias grumbles and leaves.

Everett just laughs and shakes his head. “Get your ass up, we’re supposed to head for the showers and get back to the dorms. They’re locking the place up for the night and the rest of the guys are taking communal showers because there’s no hot water in the dorms - a pipe leak or some shit.”

As soon as Ethan drops the spoon and jumps to his feet, I follow him. No idea what is this magic, but I follow every move he makes and that’s exactly how I find myself stuck inside a locker room, surrounded by nothing but hard bodies and insane amounts of muscles upon muscles.

The scent here overwhelms me. It’s nothing but Alphas, all of them showing off as much as they can, like little boys measuring their junk. Worst of all, I can’t focus on anything but the scent of my three roommates.

Instead of jumping in the showers like the rest do, I sit down and try to keep my gaze down. This situation makes me uneasy and as much as I try not to look at the naked bodies, my eyes still wander where they shouldn’t look. Mainly at the trio. Okay, only at the three of them, darn it.

I try to control my emotions, but clearly, my body is a dead giveaway of how much control I have over myself, and sadly, it shows. Just the three that aren’t supposed to see my struggle are the only ones who notice it.

And to make matters worse, all three, butt-darn-naked, grin and start walking my way.