Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-62. Hysteria

[Xanthea]

"She's alive?"

"Good goddess..."

"Look at what she's wearing."

"Isn't that the latest gown from the most recent luna collection?"

"One of the most expensive gowns in the world."

The living area greeted me with a hushed buzz of disbelief and surprise from the maids. Their murmurs ceased abruptly as Ezra emerged from behind me.

What pressed upon me the most was luna Meesa's calculating gaze, piercing through my soul. I would have normally prevented looking right into the gaze that burnt with nothing but pure hatred for me.

My insides screamed at me to lower my gaze, but I forced myself to lock eyes with her.

Her gaze skimmed to Ezra as he stood beside me.

There was an instant shift in her eyes. Peering at me, she got up from the sofa as though she were in a trance, as though she hadn't noticed Ezra or anyone else in the room. She walked to me, her eyes teary with concern and delight.

"Thea... my daughter..." she cupped my face with gentle hands and pulled me into a hug. "Oh, Thea... I am so glad to see you safe."

If I didn't know her better, I would have fallen for the quiver in her voice and her breathless whimpers. She held me close as though I were the most precious thing in her life.

I was used to her act of love and care because she did it often when father was around or she knew he was watching us.

But today, as I stood in her embrace, I felt something like boiling acid pour in my chest. Only she had the ability to make a gentle embrace feel so cold, suffocating and... bitter. "How touching..." Ezra said in a calm tone.

Sniffling, Meesa parted from me. Wiping her tears, she instantly stepped away from me, joining the train of maids, and they went into a bow before us in unison.

"Please pardon me, my lord. I-I... I just... was so overwhelmed to see Thea fine that I-"

"Oh, you don't need to apologize for anything. I understand," Ezra said, placing his hand on his chest. "You were worried about your daughter and her wellbeing, her safety. Isn't it? You heard the rumors about her death and you were overtaken by grief and remorse and when you saw her, you couldn't help but embrace her close to your heart. I understand." He smiled.

I glanced at him and even though he seemed to be deeply touched by daughter-mother interaction, his eyes were cold and desolate.

Meesa bowed again in affirmation.

Ezra placed his hand around my shoulders and pulled me close.

"My wife has been worried about all of you as well. She wanted to see how her family was doing after the unfortunate fire broke out in your pack. She stopped eating and sleeping. And I couldn't see her in that condition, so I brought her here today. I must say I am deeply moved by the relationship you have with your step-daughter. Not every woman has it in her to accept a bastard child and love them as their own." Ezra said in a dreamy tone.

She glanced at me before she bowed before Ezra with a smile again.

"Please have a seat, your highness," she ushered us towards the seating area.

As I sat on the plush sofa beside Ezra, I couldn't help but notice the fatigue in her every single movement. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight that made her body look thin and fragile. Her skin looked dull; her eyes sunken. Even though her posture was upright as always, I could clearly notice the struggle she put behind to maintain it.

"Where are the rest of the family members?" Ezra asked, placing his feet on the glass coffee table.

feet and then

"Nikolai should-"

dismissively. "Your son is a little clumsy, I must say. Who else was in your family? Your husband and... if I remember it well, you had another daughter as well,

she swallowed tightly. She glanced at the maid. The maid

felt a knot tighten in my stomach as I peered at

body was wrapped tightly in fabric to conceal the burn marks on her body and

my eyes from her. It was

He wanted to stop me from blaming myself for what they were going through. He wanted

insecurities, jealousy, resentment, and anger screamed through her eyes as they raked all over

your highness," Nathalia said, bowing before

been terrible," Ezra said sympathetically. "Did you find

a glance

We haven't.

"One more family member isn't here. Where is the ex-alpha of your pack?" Ezra asked, scanning the

gaze lingering on Ezra. She looked at Ezra, captivated by his handsome, sharp looks and

from the Infernal pack to visit him. He should have had a little decency to show

a coma, your highness," Nathalia said,

felt a nauseating churn tug at my

Valdimir is

here in a wheelchair with all those beeping life support machines attached to him. Showing up is what matters, right, Atticus?" Ezra asked, shifting his

seconds he

"Yes, my lord."

an awkward breathless tightened in my

my father's in a coma. He

full experience. You won't find the next chapter anywhere else.

Nathalia's words in the middle. Nathalia understood whatever silent signal she was given and remained silent,

to us with the support of a butler, blood-stained bandage wrapped

panicked as her attention went on to Nikolai, and

my fist, I placed my hand on Ezra's thigh. He looked at

my face, bringing his ear closer

trying my best to sound resentful. "There's no need for him to be here. I just

Contemplating me, Ezra smiled.

wife. Why are you so good?" He said, leaning back against the sofa as he ran his fingers through his

his arm possessively around my waist, he pulled me

of my hair behind my ear, he

you give me all the reasons to keep falling in love with

letting me

world doesn't deserve a soul like you. I don't deserve you. You deserve so much better. So better is what I have become just for

second hand embarrassment

what my wife

looked at

father rest in the hospital. I won't consider it disrespectful. Tsk! But it would have been more fun if your father joined us for the dinner, baby,"

shook my

"No? Pity," Ezra winced.

dinner, my lord?" Meesa

Ezra shot his

are visiting us after the marriage. Of course,