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?

but never found a link that could connect all dots. And whenever I thought I was close to figuring things out, either the

strutting around as if he has it all figured out. But in reality, he's just a self-centered bastard, too arrogant to

They somehow bond better, but

more important than Ezra

alone as well, and then I had to be with

doesn't care. Just

Damn him!

Screw him!

up

I kept thinking about Asher, I'd burn half the blood in my

habit, I activated my butterfly surveillance, which was supposed to keep a close watch on

at all. Then again, the first days are mostly uneventful. Nothing significant

Ezra a quick

this would cheer him

cast the butterfly surveillance from my

lost in oblivion, stirred the moment Xanthea's voice filled the room. It was like watching a spark

voice wavered as she looked at Nesryn, insecurity dominant in

Her brows tensed

fidgeted with her

Asher's and Alpha Ezra's candidates... they'll be

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

she completed the paperworks required to be a candidate, the

he instructed her not to disclose that Xanthea was his

to be your Luna candidate directly before the

I raised my voice. "She'll panic on the spot.

lingering on Xanthea's image on the screen. For a moment, the silence

commit. Getting her consent might just be a formality for the jury, but for me, it's important. And this

my eyes,

the drive. Her face remained expressionless and her

Who is she texting?

was about to ask him to hack her phone, but it looks like he

busy on his

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"Squirrels?"

and looked at the Lana's

Aile castle. Don't worry. I got this. I'll keep your

was brief, and then it was just Lana updating

to make sense

puzzled. "Do healers use

not squirrels," I said, handing

Ezra looked

healing partner," I said, and

healing partner," Ezra

"What about her?"

chance. I know she's dangerous, but Xanthea wants

sigh. "How much did that omega pay you

not threatening you. It's a request.

hugging you, even if it's the end of the world. So give it a rest.

Xanthea, Ezra's gaze lingered on

to kill her if she did. So I taught Lana the way to protect Xanthea from

Xanthea as she peered out of the car

is on Xanthea to figure out how she can use the resources you gave her to

not allow her to be Xanthea's healing partner.

He nodded. "I suppose."

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

elite status, a

eyes that I had seen when she visited the Glass Palace, but her

candidates be offended if I wear a dress from here? They might find it disrespectful..." she

let out a sigh, shaking

dress and get your ass here. Isn't that what you

really. She's calculative. She doesn't want to outshine the other candidates to avoid coming

chuckled. "Bold of her to think an omega can outshine two alpha demonesses! She's just overthinking

a quick glare at

am just stating facts!"

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