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?

that could connect all dots. And whenever I thought I was close to

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

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

be more important than Ezra

Xanthea all alone as well, and then I had to be

seriously doesn't care.

Damn him!

Screw him!

picked up

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

instead, almost out of habit, I activated my butterfly surveillance, which was

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

gave Ezra a quick side

this would cheer him

cast the butterfly surveillance from my phone onto the

stirred the moment Xanthea's voice filled the room. It was like watching a spark reignite in him - a flicker of life returning to his

she looked at Nesryn, insecurity dominant in her

brows tensed as she blinked

she fidgeted with her phone

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

I'll train you for the meeting while you dress

to them. Once she completed the paperworks required to be a candidate, the jury

Xanthea to the council, he instructed her not to disclose that Xanthea

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

the

on the screen. For a moment, the silence stretched until

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

my eyes, I

remained expressionless and her eyes blank as

Who is she texting?

was about to ask him to hack her phone,

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

the full experience. You

"Squirrels?"

looked at the

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

there asap.' Xanthea's reply was brief, and then it was just Lana updating

make

looked up, puzzled. "Do healers

not squirrels," I said, handing

Ezra looked at

her healing partner," I said, and Ezra

Ezra said after some

"What about her?"

chance. I know she's dangerous,

that omega pay you to threaten

request.

get all sentimental again. Asher's not here and I am not hugging you, even if it's the

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

to protect Xanthea from Zosha. I have

she peered out of

to figure out how she can use the resources you gave

That cat is powerful, but until she learns to control her powers, I'll not allow her to be Xanthea's healing partner.

He nodded. "I suppose."

De la Reina, Xanthea. This is where the world's top designers come together to create history through their dresses, curated exclusively for the Luna

statement of the candidate's elite status, a clear mark of their superiority

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

wear a dress from here? They might find it disrespectful..." she

a sigh, shaking

dress and get your ass here. Isn't that

to outshine the other candidates to avoid

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

quick glare

stating facts!"

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