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.

her head, cowering

see Asher. He had been here with me for the past three days, and somehow, just his presence had kept me

Asher?" I

him head outside the bunker earlier,"

I'll be back," I said, my

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

tied to this place made it hard to return. But I couldn't deny that this was the only lab that could contain and stabilize him because it was built specifically for this purpose. Moreover, we couldn't risk news of Ezra's condition becoming public; it would cause severe unrest within the

dense forest now sprawled across the grounds where the FA facility once stood. Beyond the woods

walls and erased the

is he doing here?" I grumbled as I walked into the forest,

the thick roots of a towering tree, its trunk

confirm what I was seeing, I switched to Pheles'

He suppressed his emotions so

impossible to make sense of his emotional state. It was a chaotic storm of feelings so intricate and raw that I couldn't fathom how

slowly, each step

each one clashing against the

they 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 grief and torment fiercely

those chaotic emotions were bound by swirls of jagged black edges, rippling at the boundaries of his aura, symbolizing something darker that even an emotion

with all the emotions I couldn't decipher, his aura was undeniably heavy with

Asher and pain?

Rubbish.

feels pain or anything

the world

be the

by shadows, and

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

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 could think things through, overcome by

already in danger. I

his pulse,

Nothing was normal.

Nothing.

of his emotional aura, his heart should be erratic, but there was

through me as I

His hand slid off his chest, almost lifeless, and that just messed with my brain even more. The

feeling that something

hate

gasp before his eyes fluttered open. In an instant, his emotional aura snapped back to

minutes to fully return to reality. He squinted his

"Raven?" He mumbled.

him, panting. Licking the dryness from my lips, I forced myself to calm down, trying to hide the

Asher's eyes flickered

"You were... hurting..."

at his body, his fingers

asked in a

a quick gulp, I sat beside him, scrubbing my hand over my face as relief

thought..." My voice faltered as I clenched my fists, resting my elbows on my curled-up

as if trying to shake off the remnants

he muttered, his voice low, and I