Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 103

Chapter-103. Responsibilities

[Xanthea]

All the information about the generational curses in my mother's knowledge and memories flooded my mind.

My eyes leafed through the pages of the books and diaries.

"Generational curses feed on the existence of the affected immortal. The stronger the immortal it consumes, the more malignant and deadlier it gets." I thought out loud. "Spreading through the bloodline, it spares no direct legitimate lineage..."

I looked at Asher, no longer plagued by questions, but haunted by the answers and an unsettling realization.

'Your demon husbands are going down very soon, and I'll make sure it happens faster.' Nikolai's threat wasn't empty.

Did he know about the demon lord's curse?

"Your pack knows about your curse?" I asked hesitantly.

Asher shook his head.

"No. Only a few people know about it - our family and a handful of celestials," he said gravely. "But the celestials have planned to use mortals to catalyze the curse and end us sooner. And the mortal they've chosen to execute their plan is your brother, Nikolai."

I widened my eyes, shaking my head. "No... why him?"

"I don't know... yet..." he said.

"No. No. No!" I looked around the fog frantically. "There has to be more. I need more of her memories. After everything she did, she can't do this to you! To Ezra! No!"

I reached out, my fingers trembling as I tried to touch the clouds, desperately searching for fragments of memories that could guide me - anything to show me the path to cure the curse. But no matter how hard I clawed at the haze, there was nothing. Just an endless expanse of white, blank fog that swallowed every flicker of hope.

"There has to be more..."

Asher's hands held mine in a firm yet achingly gentle grip as he lowered them.

"Xanthea," he said, his voice low, almost pleading. "Stop."

"No!" I thrashed against his grip, but he didn't let go. His thumbs slowly caressed my knuckles to calm me.

"This is the end of her memories for you," he murmured, leaning closer until I could feel the heat of his breath against my skin.

"It can't be!" My voice broke as I shook my head, tears blurring my vision. "S-she can't do this! She can't-" I gritted my teeth, hatred and anger flowing in my veins like venom. "I need more - I have to fix this!"

"Xanthea..." His tone softened, and he stepped closer, closing the space between us. "We'll fix this... together."

I took back my hands from him. "How can you be so calm? Why are you so gentle with me when I don't even deserve it?"

"I will not allow you to hate yourself." Asher's tone turned grim as he glared at the self-loathing and guilt that disgusted me from within.

Asher contemplated me, his eyes gleaming with emotions I failed to fathom amidst my own.

I frowned, lowering my gaze, my heart pounding painfully as waves of shame and confusion crashed over me.

"Don't you?" I asked, holding his gaze.

Asher lowered his head, a strange mixture of a sigh and a smile playing on his lips.

He gave me enough time to settle myself down before he changed the subject.

work," he said. Staying out of my mind

lot more malignant when it passed down to us. A curse that remained hidden for years and even now, my brothers

my father," Asher said, and

Why was Asher there?

he until

one that had occupied my mind the most. "Is-is there a way to

mother's knowledge and now her memories... is

at me with his unreadable eyes. I couldn't tell if he genuinely

a nervous gulp, I blinked fast,

to put it into words. Clenching my clammy palms into

my throat closed up,

mine with an intensity that

the right answers, still you choose the one that's convenient for you," he

into my skin as I

for me, love. And I can't let you, my wife, choose what's less painful for you. Do you know why?" he asked, his voice a

nodded, trying to

Alpha, you cannot not have heirs," I said, my voice trembling as I looked into his eyes through

of his silence pressing down on me like a judgment

the Infernal Realm came into existence," Asher said, his gaze falling to his hand as if it carried the weight of

fingers slightly, a

check. And I provide it with just enough of myself to maintain that balance. But

eyes met mine, sharp and

a rogue pack doesn't just mean disorder. It means disorder on a scale that can tear the three realms apart - unleashing the worst of all evils,

words hung between us, a truth

peered at him, my thoughts staggering on the edge of my tongue,

what you're thinking," he said, his eyes narrowing as if he could see right through me. "Illegitimate children

if it was exhaustion or something darker. But for the first time, I truly felt the

tries to sit on it, the throne nearly tears him apart - even with me present."

to hell, everything

left... is to block the curse. Offspring from the forbidden union of a mortal and

slipping out as

"O-our kids..."

desperately - for denial, for reassurance, for anything

a horrifying chill

excruciating knot in my chest,

lose

my throat, but I choked

born to

"Yes..." he said.

stomach churn violently, a wave of nausea rising in my

life only to destroy it?" I questioned him, tilting my head

for us. She created

my gaze,

in an atmosphere of hatred would humble you. Maybe that's why she conceived you from an affair with your father - to make sure you bore the weight of her choices." 'Your mother was a horrible woman!'

wiping off my tears, but

In trying to heal her victims, she created her biggest victim - you. She probably only realized this when she understood motherhood. I

at him, tears

you want to do to our kids?"

it doesn't end with us, it'll end with them," he said matter-of-factly, his tone devoid of the

that still doesn't solve anything," I

he said. "The kids will be weak. While they wouldn't feed the curse, they wouldn't be heirs strong enough to

was as though he spoke of a mere strategy, not

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