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

like cattle, though. But one or two break free now and then and since there is no true sun in this world,

nodded, pursing my lips in a

are weak bloods?" I

are the demon-borns who couldn't develop or activate their immortality genes

with

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 wolf, so they almost

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 stated they were just incurable." "You indeed

I am sorry. It happens when I am going through the information stored in my head. When I read it out

to me, your highness. If princess Nesryn hears you saying that to me, she'll punish me," Mavka

was just us in the

how will she know?"

so smart and so dumb at the same time?" Mavka shook her head as if I was a gone case she was dealing with. "She runs

spying on me?" I asked in a

accepting you into the royal family. Don't family members spy 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

the High lady regained

How is she?"

Alpha Raven says she is improving. He has restarted her usual treatment. High lady's nurse was talking to 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 foot

said, smiling faintly. "I wish I

to someone who was hiding close

she winked at me with a smirk as she

efforts, Mavka. I am grateful to you for telling me this. Just

medicines. You should sleep now. I'll let you rest. If you need me, I

needed her, and even when I didn't

was advised to take a

***

in this realm. And they were beautiful even more than the evenings in our realm. I had been looking outside the window that was close to

trudged nearer to the window. The soft

and even spotted some doctors strolling in the hospital's garden. It was filled with healing plants. The hospitals

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 same red butterfly I saw when I

reached out my hand in a hope it might land on my fingers, but as expected, it

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