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.

the reports as he resumed his focused analysis of

***

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

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

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 have OCD,

Nesryn said with a

Cedric grumbled. "Rav bro is a dragon-blessed demon now! A dragon-blessed! Demon! I don't even know what that means! Is he going to turn into a scaly reptilian? Can he breathe fire out of his mouth?" "We don't know

glaring at

have to figure out with time," I said, looking

his head with

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

do you

Raven drew out its powers from the claw, it came out as lightning," I said. "So I am assuming it's a tier six dragon." "But elemental dragons are tier five, right? The dragons who rule all the fifteen elements of the universe?" 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 steal the claw from Raven, so don't waste your time,"

mumbled, looking at me, the side of his

has bonded with

you even try to touch the claw, you will 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 dragon-blessed or

family secret?" Cedric

about all these other healers?" Nesryn

the healers. "Every detail of everything that happens in this bunker is confidential. If they speak a word to outsiders, they will lose their souls." "Cool! But I'll still overthrow you and claim your throne as mine. Ha!" Cedric burst into

You saw Ezra, didn't you? Now go back to

over heels for you," Cedric winked as he mounted his skate. "And honestly? I don't mind sprinkling a little scandalous incest into my life -

skated out of the room, leaving Nesryn burning in

this boy to open his mouth!" she muttered under her breath, rolling her

a frustrated sigh before

she asked, "why isn't Ezra waking up? The

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

potion wasn't as effective as Raven had expected. If the healing went

on Raven's face said that there were several other complications in the treatment that only

one person who could truly help

was someone else who

is everyone in the castle?" I asked

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

ignored the tension in our family

easier than any of us. But my brothers and I had been by ourselves for so

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,

are the kids?" I asked, deliberately deflecting Nesryn's

didn't push it. Dropping her gaze, She took a

were terrified," Nesryn began, her voice softening. "But the castle has become their playground. They're constantly playing hide-and-seek with the security and trying to escape

good

me to bring the High lady to Xanthea's room... you knew Ezra would relapse,

was inevitable," I

Nesryn tensed up.

High lady would take care

exhaled slowly, my gaze dropping to

didn't know. I

"Why?"

Mother has her own regrets to heal from," I

studied me for a moment,

you punish Lana for attacking Raven? Will you send Zosha to prison? And most importantly, 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 protection

Zosha and the boy escape multiple times in the past five days. Her abilities are causing quite a bit of trouble for the royal gardeners." "She's Xanthea's healing partner and Raven's choice,"

and cooperative most of the time, but becomes fiercely protective of the boy when she feels he's

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

I mindlinked the higher authorities to make my declaration

and the High lady will be

is she managing

said. "At least until she

nod,

as her own, so they will stay in the castle

Nesryn's pulse quickened with excitement, her eyes widening. "Does this mean... you're adopting these

are safe until... Raven and Ezra make