Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 85

Chapter-85. Hormones

[Raven]

This was the first time Ezra had been this vulnerable with us, and now everything felt painfully awkward.

Honestly, I preferred it when Ezra would just lose his mind and burn down the world. The nauseating, smoky stench of boiling blood and burning flesh was far more tolerable than the suffocating silence in Asher's chamber. Before, disemboweling a conscious immortal was enough to lift his spirits. Now, I didn't have a clue what might work.

Food?

Rum?

Flowers?

Cannibalism?

Women?

Torture?

Poetry?

I am an alchemist, not a poet.

What am I even supposed to say?

Gold is yellow, Silver is blue, Oh, my dear brother, You've lost all your screws.

Instead of cheering him up, my poetry would torture him. And I didn't want him to crave death even more. So, poetry was clearly a bad idea. I let out a sigh and even that echoed. Maybe I'll just ask the obvious. I cleared my throat.

"You knew who posted that news blog online, didn't you?" I asked Ezra.

"Cedric." Ezra replied in a voice weaker than a whisper, almost lifeless.

"When you knew who it was, why didn't you reveal his identity before the council?" I asked, my frown deepening when he didn't react and just stared into nothingness silently.

I contemplated him closely, curling my fingers into a loose fist, feeling a restless frustration grow inside me. Something heavy in my chest wanted Ezra to react like the Ezra I knew instantly. Because this version of Ezra...

My fist tightened, nails biting into my palm.

It felt as though Ezra had already been consumed by some curse worse than death, leaving behind someone I barely recognized. The thought hit harder than I expected, tightening the ache in my chest.

I clenched my jaws, resisting the urge to smack some sense into him. To yell at him and tell him to get his shit together.

But his silence... his unnerving calm... this complete lack of action - it tested my patience to its breaking point.

But no. I couldn't lose my brother. Not because of two women.

"Ezra, I asked you a question," I demanded, my glare cutting through the silence.

He finally spoke, his voice hoarse and exhausted. "Cedric is our little brother."

The words hung in the air, but they didn't sit right with me. I mean, yeah, biologically Cedric was our half brother, but did we ever consider him as 'our' little brother?

"Not just that..." Ezra looked up at me, his gaze heavy. "If we fail to fight this curse, Cedric will succeed us. Isn't that why Asher is grooming him as the back-up Alpha?"

I ran my tongue across my inner cheek, my gaze drifting to Asher's empty chair behind the desk.

As much as I hated this idea, it was for the best. The generational curse affected only the legitimate offspring of the curse bearer.

That was why the curse didn't affect Nesryn and Cedric - they were the illegitimate children.

My father may have given his second and third concubines the status of wives, but he never formed a soul pact with them. That was why, when he finally succumbed to the curse, our mother was the only one who suffered due to the breaking of the soul pact.

I never understood my father. Even now, I can't make sense of his actions. Did he know about the curse? Was that the reason he took concubines, hoping his illegitimate children would survive?

Was it some twisted form of protection?

What was the origin of such a complex curse?

What words were used to forge its malignancy?

Who created this curse and why?

keep looking for answers to thousands of such questions, but never found a link that could connect all dots. And whenever I thought I was close to figuring things out, either the link

out. But

with Ezra. They somehow bond better, but no - Mr.

more

left his oh-so-dear Xanthea all alone as well, and then I

doesn't care.

Damn him!

Screw him!

up

I kept thinking about Asher, I'd burn half

surveillance, which was supposed to keep

at all. Then

Ezra a quick

this would

surveillance from my

his soul lost in oblivion, stirred the moment Xanthea's voice filled the room. It

candidates?" Xanthea's voice wavered as she looked at Nesryn, insecurity

affirmed with a nod. Her brows tensed as she blinked fast, biting down

her reluctance, she fidgeted with her

and Alpha Ezra's candidates...

why I'll train you for

completed the paperworks required to

the council, he instructed her not

ask the omega to be your Luna candidate directly before the jury," I said

panic on the spot. You'll make a fool of

screen. For a moment, the silence stretched until

ever commit. Getting her consent might just be a formality for the jury, but for me, it's important. And this is the best way to get

eyes, I

Her face remained expressionless and her eyes blank as she looked at

Who is she texting?

him to hack her phone,

asked, busy on his phone. "And what's

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"Squirrels?"

looked at the Lana's first text

heading to the Aile castle. Don't worry.

there asap.' Xanthea's reply was brief, and

trying to make

looked up, puzzled. "Do healers use squirrels for

with the beginners, not squirrels," I said, handing him his

Ezra looked

her healing partner," I said, and Ezra silently peered at Xanthea's

Ezra said

"What about her?"

know

out a sigh. "How much did that omega pay you to

you. It's a request.

it's the end of the world. So give it a rest. As for

my attention to Xanthea, Ezra's gaze lingered on me for an

not just a healing partner, she is a perfect shield. I knew Xanthea would try to help that cat even if I threatened to kill her if she did. So I taught Lana the way to protect Xanthea from Zosha. I have forbidden her to help the cat, but aside from the exams, Lana will have plenty of free time to train or help some stray

as she peered out of the

on Xanthea to figure out how she can use the

not allow her to be Xanthea's healing partner. Fair enough?"

He nodded. "I suppose."

create history through their dresses, curated exclusively

just fashion, Xanthea. It's a statement of the candidate's elite status, a clear mark of their

excitement in her eyes that I had seen when she visited the

a dress

let out a sigh,

wear some damn dress and get your ass here. Isn't that what

She doesn't want to outshine the other candidates to avoid coming under their

her to think an omega can outshine two alpha demonesses! She's

quick glare at

stating facts!" I raised

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