Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-107. Shifting bonds

[Asher]

Raven finally accepted his dragon blessing.

He might act all strong and unbreakable, but I always saw right through him. Even now, when I look at him, I see a shattered boy trying to build walls so high that no one, not even his own pain, could reach him again. Our father had scarred him in ways I couldn't even fathom, but his pain, his guilt, was no different from Xanthea's.

Deep down, he had always known the actual value of the dragon claw. Yet, the thought of believing in himself - believing he was worthy of such a blessing - was a battle he had never dared to fight. Until now.

Even so, the way he had kept the claw safe all these years was the proof that beneath the debris of our father's words that haunted him and the shards of his fractured self, there was still a part of him that refused to give up on himself. All he needed was a push in the right direction and now I knew there was nothing that could stop him, not even himself.

For the next two days, Raven buried himself in incessant research, poring over ancient texts and consulting with other healers. Planning, testing, and preparation consumed him every second.

And finally, the moment of truth had arrived - a pivotal moment that could either restore my brothers or shatter them beyond repair.

***

I stood outside the operating theatre, my eyes fixed on Ezra through the observation window.

His body, wrapped in layers of jinxed black bandages, hovered weightlessly in the air, encapsulated within a circular mana bubble.

Ezra's powers pulsed against the shimmering walls of the bubble, straining to break free.

Yet, the intricate red magic circles carved into the floor beneath and the ceiling above him suppressed his feral powers.

Inside the theatre, Raven, flanked by six other healers, stood a short distance from Ezra. In his palms, he held the levitating dragon claw, its faint glow reflecting the warmth of moonlight.

Threads of green mana swirled around the claw, coaxing out its dormant powers.

Raven glanced at me through the glass. I gave him a small nod, and he stepped closer to Ezra, taking a deep breath.

He released the claw, allowing it to drift right above Ezra's healing bubble. Instantly, a crackling web of green lightning zapped from the claw. The currents thundered through the air before striking gently on the mana bubble around Ezra. The healing bubble absorbed the power seamlessly, glowing brighter as the dragon claw electrified it with its raw, ancient energy. The room filled with a low, resonating hum. The silence rang louder by every second until...

"Vitals?" Raven's voice was steady and authoritative. His eyes remained locked on the dragon claw as he studied its energy minutely.

"Stable, Alpha. Heart rate is normal. Mana levels within acceptable range," reported one of the senior healers as they examined Ezra's live diagnostics on the holographic display.

"Good. Proceed with the infusion," Raven ordered, nodding once.

One healer, wearing sterile gloves, carefully approached the intravenous line connected to Ezra's arm. Drawing the healing potion into a syringe, he began the infusion.

The other healers monitored the infusion closely, their eyes darting between the monitors and Ezra.

Raven scanned the readings projected on the floating display beside him.

Everyone in the operation theatre, both inside and outside, held their breath for what felt like an eternity. For over ten minutes, the only sound heard was of the beeping of the monitors and the hum of the mana.

Raven's eyes never wavered from the claw and Ezra's readings. He took a tight gulp, waiting for something to change in the reports.

I stepped closer to the observation glass, narrowing my eyes.

"It's working!" a healer said, their voice filled with bewilderment and relief.

Raven quickly scanned the live reports, his hands trembling slightly.

"Alpha Ezra's body is responding to the potion..."

"It's slow, but at least... the healing process has begun." Another healer added.

A collective surge of relief rippled through Raven's team. Several healers exchanged looks of disbelief before embracing each other, overwhelmed by the success of the procedure. One young healer, barely holding back tears, wiped her eyes as she caught her breath.

Raven stood motionless; his expression unreadable as he processed the moment. He let out a slow exhale, his first sign of relief ever since Ezra's relapse.

His gaze met mine through the glass. I gave him a small smile.

He probably smiled back, though it was concealed behind the surgical mask.

Raven's attention back to the reports as he resumed his

***

standing beside me, let out the loudest sigh. "I literally thought Ez bro

side, squinted her eyes at him. "Why are you relieved? Aren't you the one trying to kill your brothers all

Nes! I want to kill him. He can't die before I assassinate him. In fact, none of my brothers can die before I kill them or it would ruin everything. I

sense," Nesryn said

into a scaly reptilian? Can he breathe fire out of his mouth?" "We don't know much about the dragon-blessed because they're all hidden in the higher packs of the Celestial realm, keeping to themselves and rarely interacting with their own

at Raven. "What

something Raven will have to figure out with time," I said, looking at Cedric. "Don't you have a

scratching his head with

about is the army. Army this. Army that. Right now, I am more interested in brother Raven and his dragon.

you know?" Nesryn

Nesryn asked. "True. But this is a dead dragon, which means he is old enough to reach the rank of an elder dragon, so a tier six," I said. "Woah!!! Tier six dragons are almost as powerful as gods!" Cedric slammed his palms and face on the glass, staring at the claw. "You won't be able to

not?" Cedric mumbled, looking at me, the side

has bonded

gain the dragon's wrath, not its blessing. Be mindful and keep this a secret. I don't want the celestial to know that Raven's

a family secret?"

these other healers?"

detail of everything that happens in this bunker is confidential. If they speak a word to outsiders, they will lose their souls."

voice low, moron! This is a hospital. You saw Ezra, didn't you? Now go back to your training," she

head so much, Nes. I might just fall head over heels for you," Cedric winked as he mounted his skate. "And honestly? I don't mind sprinkling a little scandalous incest

of the room, leaving

his mouth!" she muttered under her breath, rolling

frustrated sigh before turning her

few seconds of calming herself, she asked, "why isn't Ezra waking up? The operation was

begun," I said. "But that doesn't mean Ezra is out of danger. Raven has just overcome the resistance from the curse. There's still a long way

Raven had expected. If the healing went on at this speed, it would take Ezra months to

on Raven's face said that there were several other

help. But the one person who could truly help us right now wasn't even in a condition to

who could help speed up

in the castle?"

heavily. "The mothers are still in shock. The High Lady hasn't eaten or slept since everything happened. She keeps insisting on coming here to see Ezra. Can't you let her visit? Just once?" Nesryn contemplated me. For a moment, neither

ignored the tension in our family didn't mean it wasn't

But my brothers and I had been by

seemed to do was reopen old wounds. All we had ever known was that being close to her only brought more pain. So, right now,

I asked, deliberately deflecting

my silence and didn't push it. Dropping her gaze, She

playing hide-and-seek with the security and trying to escape every

good thing," I

way, when you asked me to bring the High lady to Xanthea's room...

inevitable," I

Nesryn tensed up.

would take care of

my gaze dropping to

I just hoped

"Why?"

from," I murmured, my voice quieter than I

me for a moment, then

will you hand over the boy to his family?" "The fate of the boy is Ezra's to decide," I replied. "Since Xanthea invoked Ezra's

Her abilities are causing quite a bit of trouble

most of the time, but becomes fiercely protective

important to Xanthea. So she falls directly under my protection. Effective immediately, I, Alpha Asher,

I mindlinked the higher authorities to make my declaration official, Nesryn's

kids and the High

about Zosha's powers? How is she

under control," she said. "At least

gave a slight nod, pausing before

the children for now. Xanthea has claimed them as her own, so they will stay in the

pulse quickened with excitement, her eyes widening. "Does this

means the kids are safe until... Raven and Ezra make any further changes