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."

asked, leaning

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

nodded, pursing my lips

weak

They are the demon-borns who couldn't develop or

born with

a kid fails to produce them even when they turn five years old, they are discarded and

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

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

have to apologize to me, your highness. If princess Nesryn hears you

looked around, and it was just us in the

how will she know?" I

be 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 a spy business, and she has taken some liking

me?" I asked

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

I tried to say that

the High lady regained consciousness this

is she?" I

treatment. High lady's nurse was talking to other nurses about

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

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 you to leave your room and visit the High lady with

Mavka, and she winked at me with a

your efforts, Mavka. I am grateful to you for telling me this. Just knowing that the High lady is better and improving is enough for

are too humble, your highness. You have taken your medicines. You should sleep now. I'll let

I needed her, and

was advised to take

***

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

The soft translucent curtains fluttered against the soft winds

at the patients, nurses, and even spotted some doctors strolling in the hospital's garden. It was filled with healing plants. The hospitals in the Infernal realm didn't smell like disinfectants and antiseptics. They had more herbal odor, like the

at the red butterfly that rode the winds and fluttered closer to my window, casually passing by. I have been seeing them most often

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

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