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?

dots. And whenever I thought I was close to figuring things out, either the link disappeared or

thinks he knows best, strutting around as if he has it all figured out. But in reality, he's just a self-centered

They somehow bond better,

possibly be more

his oh-so-dear Xanthea all alone as well, and then I had to be

seriously doesn't

Damn him!

Screw him!

up my

I'd burn half the blood in my

out of habit, I activated my butterfly surveillance, which was supposed to keep

I couldn't monitor her first day at all. Then again, the first days are mostly uneventful. Nothing significant could

a

would cheer

the butterfly surveillance from my

with his soul lost in oblivion, stirred the moment Xanthea's voice filled the room. It was like watching a spark reignite in him - a flicker of

voice wavered as she looked at Nesryn, insecurity dominant in her

Her brows

she fidgeted with

Alpha Ezra's candidates... they'll be there

yeah. And that is why I'll train you for the meeting while you dress up,"

dismissed, but the special jury requested Ezra to officially introduce Xanthea to them. Once she completed the paperworks required to be a candidate, the jury would

Xanthea to the council, he instructed her not

omega to be your Luna candidate directly before the jury," I said plainly. "What's wrong with

the spot. You'll

For a moment, the silence stretched until his

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

my eyes,

the rest of the drive. Her face remained expressionless and her

Who is she texting?

looked at Ezra and was about to ask him to hack her phone, but it looks like he already

Lana?" Ezra asked, busy on his phone.

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"Squirrels?"

and looked at the

heading to the Aile castle. Don't worry. I got

was brief, and then it was just Lana updating Xanthea with her

to make sense of their

up, puzzled. "Do healers use squirrels for

beginners, not squirrels," I said, handing him

Lana?" Ezra looked

said, and

Xanthea's healing partner," Ezra said after

"What about her?"

I know she's dangerous, but Xanthea

much did that omega pay

you. It's a request. Give weak

all sentimental again. Asher's not here and I am not hugging you, even if it's the end of the world. So give it

my attention to Xanthea, Ezra's gaze lingered on

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

as she peered out of the car

how she can

is powerful, but until she learns to control her powers, I'll not allow

He nodded. "I suppose."

to create history through their dresses, curated exclusively for the Luna candidates." Nesryn and

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

I had seen when she visited the Glass Palace, but her gaze was rather dull and heavy, as though she were

I wear a dress from here? They might

a sigh, shaking his

here. Isn't that what

outshine

omega can outshine two alpha demonesses! She's just

quick glare at

am just stating facts!" I

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