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."

I asked, leaning against the

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, unlike your world, where they

lips in a tight

weak bloods?"

below omegas of our realm. They are the demon-borns who couldn't develop or activate

born with the immortality genes,

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

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

am going through the information stored in my head. When I read

don't have to apologize to me, your highness. If princess Nesryn hears you saying that to me, she'll

was just us in

will she know?"

time?" Mavka shook her head as if I was a gone

I asked

on one another, stalk one another to show how much they love and care about each other?" Mavka said casually, as if it was in

I tried to say

have heard that the High lady

How is she?" I

improving. He has restarted her usual treatment. High lady's nurse was talking to other nurses about it. She said

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

voice a little as if talking to

winked at me with

telling me this. Just knowing that the High

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

sense when I needed her, and even when I didn't call for her,

the medicines, I was advised to take a nap. It made me heal

***

That's how the evenings looked like in this realm. And they were beautiful even more than the evenings in our realm. I had been looking

from the bed, I trudged nearer to the window. The soft translucent

was filled with healing plants. The hospitals in the Infernal

and exhaled. When I opened my eyes, I smiled, waving at the red butterfly that rode the winds and fluttered closer to my window, casually passing by. I have been seeing them most often lately. It looked like the

it might land on my fingers, but as expected, it fluttered away. I

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