Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-105. Emotional aura

[Raven]

"The sutures are stable, Alpha, but... Alpha Ezra's wounds aren't healing."

"No potion, in any dose, is effective."

"It's almost as though something is blocking his recovery."

I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to pacify the throbbing headache as I went through the scrolls of medical notes and compared them with Ezra's reports.

Three days had passed since Ezra's outburst, and all I could do was contain his feral powers.

We operated on five major fractures in his limbs, three in his ribs, and almost ten other minor bone displacements and fractures. He had deep tears in his abdomen, chest, and shoulders while minor cracks ran all over his skin.

His powers were no longer trying to tear his body apart, but his body wasn't healing, despite everything we did. No matter how strong the healing potion we gave him, his body remained unresponsive.

I knew what was interfering with his healing - the curse. But the real problem was the curse hadn't manifested enough to react to the curse litmus for me to determine its nature and type.

So creating an effective healing potion was the actual challenge. We couldn't afford to simply experiment with different potions on Ezra, hoping one would work. The time, place, person, and words tied to the curse all played a role in determining its nature. Using the wrong potion could speed up the curse's manifestation.

Speeding up the curse's manifestation was the last thing I wanted. In Ezra's condition, the curse could easily consume his complete existence in a matter of a few days.

Ezra was surviving on heavy doses of painkillers.

He hadn't regained consciousness since he lost it, and one by one, I was running out of ways to bring him back.

The numbers, words, and graphs on the reports blurred before my eyes. The voices of the healing team faded into silence as I slipped into a daze once again.

I can't fix this.

I can't handle this..

I am making this worse.

I am not qualified enough.

What if Ezra never wakes up?

What if he's gone?

It will all be my fault-

Slamming my hand on the table, I got up from the chair, my breaths quickening.

The team of healers sitting around the table looked at me as I began pacing around the room.

I glanced at the reports spread out on the table once more, desperately searching for a blind spot or some kind of miraculous solution to this problem.

"Alpha, you haven't slept for three days straight. You should rest a little," a young healer suggested.

"Don't tell me what to do," I growled, glaring at her.

lowered her head,

my eyes, took a deep breath, and glanced toward the corridor through the watching glass, hoping to see Asher. He had been

Asher?"

saw him head outside the bunker

any fluctuations to me immediately. I'll be back," I

his very first power outburst - the same lab that had once been part of

public; it would cause severe unrest within the pack and draw the relentless attention of the press, fueling

woods loomed the accursed walls,

time I saw this place. Why Asher hadn't torn down those walls and erased the

he doing here?" I grumbled as I

a towering tree, its trunk draped in soft, green

I was seeing, I switched to Pheles'

of feeling. He suppressed

impossible to make sense of his emotional state. It was a chaotic storm

toward him slowly, each step cautious and

each one

long to protect. Wisps of deep indigo wove through the chaos, heavy with despair and the suffocating weight of loss. Bright flashes of gold and white clashed with the darker hues. It seemed as though

all those chaotic emotions were bound by swirls of jagged black edges, rippling at the

all the emotions I couldn't decipher,

Asher and pain?

Rubbish.

pain

in the world

it be the

he wasn't unconscious - he was asleep. His head hung low, his face eclipsed by shadows, and his breaths were labored. His

caught in my throat, and I instinctively pulled back, a rush of unease flooding

him. I had never seen Asher shed a single tear in his life, not even as a child. So, seeing the tear streaking down his face wasn't just alien, but deeply unsettling. I reacted before I

danger. I couldn't lose

his pulse,

Nothing was normal.

Nothing.

emotional aura, his heart should be erratic,

up! Asher!" Panic surged through me as I gripped his

lifeless, and that just messed with

had an ominous feeling that something terrible, irreversible,

hate this place! I fucking hate this place!" My hands shook as I gripped him tighter.

took a shaky gasp before his eyes fluttered open. In an instant, his emotional aura

few minutes to fully return to reality. He squinted his eyes, his hand

"Raven?" He mumbled.

forced myself to calm down, trying to hide the frenzied worry that had consumed me only moments ago. "What happened to you?" I asked,

me?" Asher's eyes

"You were... hurting..."

down at his body, his fingers brushing the tear

he asked

him, scrubbing my hand

as I clenched my fists, resting my elbows

shut his eyes and gulped hard, as if trying to shake

dream," he muttered, his voice low, and