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?

found a link that could connect all dots. And whenever I thought I was close to figuring things out, either the link disappeared or I

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

have been with Ezra. They somehow bond better, but no - Mr. I-am-always-busy-because-I-am-the-true-alpha had yet another oh-so-important meeting to

possibly be more important than

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

doesn't care. Just

Damn him!

Screw him!

up my

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

butterfly surveillance, which was supposed to keep a close watch

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

a quick

would cheer him

butterfly surveillance from my phone onto the television

room. It was like watching a spark reignite in him - a flicker of life returning to his eyes as he straightened up,

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

Nesryn affirmed with a nod. Her brows tensed

fidgeted with

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

And that is why I'll train you for the meeting

council was dismissed, but the special jury requested Ezra to officially introduce Xanthea to them. Once she completed the paperworks

to bring Xanthea to the council, he instructed her not to disclose that Xanthea was his

Luna candidate directly before the jury," I said plainly. "What's

with that!?" I raised my voice. "She'll panic on the spot. You'll make a fool of

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

formality for the jury, but for me, it's important. And this is

my eyes,

Her face remained expressionless and her eyes blank as she looked

Who is she texting?

to ask him to hack her phone, but it looks

asked, busy on his

the full

"Squirrels?"

his phone and looked at the Lana's first text to

to the Aile castle. Don't worry. I got this. I'll

reply was brief, and then it was just Lana updating Xanthea

to make sense of

healers use squirrels for

beginners, not squirrels," I

Ezra

partner," I said, and Ezra silently

Ezra said after some

"What about her?"

the were-cat a chance. I know she's dangerous, but Xanthea wants her as

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

It's a request. Give weak people a

I am not hugging you, even if it's the end of the world. So give it a

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

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 cat get control over her powers. And Lana is extremely

at Xanthea as she peered out of

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

but until she learns to control her powers, I'll not allow her to be Xanthea's healing

He nodded. "I suppose."

create history through their dresses, curated exclusively for the

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

expected to see the same spark of excitement in her eyes that I had seen when she visited the Glass Palace, but her gaze was

offended if I wear a dress from here? They might find

out a

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

She doesn't want to outshine

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

landed a quick glare

am just stating facts!" I raised

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