Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-25. Weak bloods

[Xanthea]

After our return to the Infernal pack, Ezra departed without uttering a word.

Asher accompanied Ezra, while Raven brought me back to the hospital. He said that I still required continuous monitoring and medical attention to deal with the lingering effects of the carvera poison. It had been three days since I returned, yet it felt like I was still stuck in that night. After Raven brought me to the hospital, I hadn't seen him even once.

Although I knew he did come to the hospital every day to check on the High lady.

Honestly, it was a relief to not see them on the weekdays. Weekends were way too overwhelming already.

Mostly, when the triplets were around, I didn't know what to do or how to carry myself. Or what might make them angry? Around them, I always walked on thin ice. A slight slip and I was sure to drown.

And after everything that happened in the Virgo pack, I couldn't say if I was emotionally drained or just too numb to deal with them. But my thoughts kept lingering back to-

Ezra...

What exactly happened in his past?

What were Raven and Asher talking about?

And what exactly triggered him to that extent?

It clearly had nothing to do with me. Or was it?

I had been zoning out a lot lately and when I brought myself back from the daze; I found myself living that night over and over again, thinking about Ezra even more. Contemplating and trying to decipher the meaning behind the last few words he spoke before he turned completely silent.

Even now when I shut my eyes, my mother's burned down diaries and the burning Virgo pack flashed before my eyes.

A nurse drew my blood in the injection and poured it into three different testing vials.

Mavka had come to the hospital to take care of me. She took care of my meals and medicines.

"Rest well," the nurse said before leaving the royal ward where I was put.

"Why do they draw such a vast amount of blood from you every day?" Mavka glared at the shut door. "I bet they are smuggling it to the runaway vampires."

vampires?" I asked, leaning

their blood is used in several medicines. We rear them like cattle, though. But one or two break free now and then and since there is no true sun in this world, they prosper in the wilderness, feeding on rogues and weak bloods. They aren't a threat to the demon population,

my lips in

are weak

couldn't develop or activate their immortality genes even

are born with the immortality genes,

those genes, but they do not activate until the demon child is three years old. And if a kid fails to produce them even when they turn five years old, they are discarded and in the local language we call them weak bloods. Weak bloods can't even manifest a demon

as Mortalitis or the damaged seed syndrome. Because such kids are referred to as the damaged seeds and their life expectancy is very less. This chronic illness was considered incurable before the concept of forced activation was introduced," I mumbled to myself. "Although mother wrote no further information on the forced activations and even the books

in my head. When I

Nesryn hears you saying that to me, she'll punish me,"

was

how will she know?" I

as if I was a gone case she was dealing with.

I asked in

care about each other?" Mavka said casually, as if it was in their culture to spy on their family

tried to say that with all goodness

High lady regained consciousness

How is

other nurses about it. She said it was like restarting the treatment all over again, but it seemed as though they started with the right

am glad..." I said, smiling faintly. "I wish I could

leave your room when someone..." Mavka raised her voice a little as if talking to someone who was hiding close to us. "...from the royal family asks

she winked at

this. Just knowing that the High lady is better and improving is enough for me,"

too humble, your highness. You have taken your medicines. You should sleep now. I'll let you rest. If you need me, I am just a thought away," Mavka

demonic ability to sense when I needed her, and even when I didn't call for her, she

was advised to take a nap. It

***

black clouds. That's how the evenings looked like in this realm. And they

trudged nearer to the window. The soft translucent curtains

spotted some doctors strolling in the hospital's garden. It was filled with healing plants. The hospitals in the Infernal realm didn't

waving at the red butterfly that rode the winds and fluttered closer to my window, casually passing by. I

it might land on my fingers, but as expected, it

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