Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 82

Ashley pov

While yesterday, after the stupid day I had, going to bed I felt better, today I wake up drenched in sweat, my heart beating so wild, I can hear the pounding in my ears and the three men I live with are surrounding my bed, looking panicked and so out of place it’s almost funny.

Ethan comes across as someone who has been suffering from some serious mental illness, his hair messy, massive dark circles under his eyes and tear-stained face.

“Ethan? What happened? Are you okay?” I gasp the questions, my eyes widening in shock.

His eyes literally do the same as he slaps a hand over his mouth. “I can’t believe this,” he spits out, shaking his head in disapproval. “You’ve been through hell and back, literally crawled down to the pits of evil and managed to return and I’m the one you’re worried about? Babe, you’re the one who should answer those questions. Are you okay?”

I look at Elias and Everett and those two don’t look any better than Ethan.

“Guys, what the hell is going on? Why are you acting so strange all of a sudden?”

They exchange seriously concerning glances at each other and eventually, sit down on the bed, a little too close to my comfort. Elias clears his throat and reaches for my hand, “Ash, it’s you we’re worried about, not the other way around. We haven’t slept the night because once you passed out, you started having nightmares and we couldn’t wake you up. We didn’t know what to do, so we stayed with you while you screamed, begged and cried. You can talk to us, you know that, right?”

“I don’t remember any nightmare though,” I quickly retort.

Seriously, where they are coming up with this idea from is beyond me. I don’t remember as much as a bad dream, let alone a nightmare.

“Are you sure?” Everett asks, raising an eyebrow at me, scrutinizing every detail about my face.

I gulp and nod. It’s not that I’m hiding something, it’s that I feel deeply uncomfortable with how they are acting around me, how they are looking at me and how they seriously act as if I’m trying to lie to their faces.

At this point, I’ve trusted them all with more of my secrets than I would like to, so not even one of the triplets has the right to attack me with judgemental glances or questions.

“No, I’m joking around, can’t you see that?” I snap back, pushing as much sarcasm into my words as I can muster. All of them look caught off guard, so I pull my hand out of Elias’ grip and get out of the bed. “If you will excuse me, I would love to have a shower before another tedious day at the Academy.”

While reluctant, the trio still gets off my bed and leaves the room, finally allowing me a moment to stop, breathe and think about their words.

First, I take a cold shower and let the conversation replay in my mind. While I appreciate the worry they’re all showing me, I can’t seem to understand why any of the guys would willingly give up their sleep just to stay near me..

Maybe Nathan’s wrong. What if they can feel the mate bond form between us and that’s the reason why they feel obligated to stay near in moments when I experience great distress?

After I’m done with my shower and get dressed, a new wave of anxiety and dread washes over me. I know Nathan will do his best to help me, but he isn’t a magician and he can’t do the work of a God. At the end of the day, the headmaster is the one who makes the big decisions, so eventually, I might run into Kaiden whether I like it or not.

By the time I leave my bedroom, I feel like I’m about to walk down the death row. It doesn’t help that the triplets stand near my door, ready to go, hovering over me like some sort of shadow of doom.

“Are you waiting for me?” I ask, eyeing them all.

“Yes,” Elias announces, stepping closer and offering me his hand. “We want to support you with every step you take. That’s what friends are for, after all.”

While he offers me a kind smile, I can’t help but hate the words that leave him. Sure, neither of them knows about who they are to me, but the lack of knowledge doesn’t make me feel any better. In fact, hearing any of them address me as their friend really fucking hurts.

“Okay,” I whisper and keep my eyes on the floor. Today isn’t my day, the best I can do is try to blend in with the crowd and pretend I don’t exist at all.

The triplets walk me to the class and all of them sit down around me. At first, I’m a little confused, but as I look around, I realize the class isn’t even full. “That’s because our schedules have changed. We don’t know why, but today everyone got new class schedules and all four of us are attending nearly all of them together. Apparently, today we’re supposed to learn more about the theory of war.”

“Oh,” is all I can muster in response.

Looks like the doubt I carried about Nathan’s ability to follow through with his idea was pointless after all. The guy came up with an idea and did good with his promise.

Not long after we sit down, the Professor enters the room and starts the lecture about the war in general and brings up some pretty valid points, including some from past war experiences. It also turns out that he has been a part of a few wars, the massive scar across his face is what he calls his greatest trophy too.

At one point, he starts asking questions and engaging the students in conversations, which is how I learn that it turns out that I’m pretty good with this war thing. The only downside is that the Professor emphasizes how important it is to relay this information to the king - using the Professor’s words, “someone like me would be a great asset for the Royal family.”