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 against the

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 are

nodded, pursing my lips

are weak bloods?"

even below omegas of our realm. They are the demon-borns who couldn't develop or activate their immortality genes even after coming of age and so their family and the

are born with

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 wolf, so they almost turn into the weakest

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 know a lot about our medicine, your highness," Mavka said with a smile. "And you also have this strange

It happens when I am going through the information stored in my head. When I read it out loud, I can access them

your highness. If princess Nesryn hears you saying that to me,

around, and it was

how will she know?"

and so dumb at the same time?" Mavka shook her head as if I was a gone case she

me?" I asked in a hushed

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 their culture to spy on their family members, and

I guess." I tried to say that with all

that the High lady regained consciousness

How is she?"

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

smiling faintly. "I wish I

as if talking to someone who was hiding close to us. "...from the

Mavka, and she winked at

I am grateful to you for telling me this. Just knowing that the High

have taken your medicines. You should sleep now. I'll let

her, and

to take a nap. It made me

***

were almost as equally dispersed as the black clouds. 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 outside the window that was close to

trudged nearer to the window. The soft

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

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

hand in a hope it might land

for the full experience. You won't