Offered to the Triplet Alphas

[Xanthea]

We were all in Raven's car. He was driving us to the hospital. Ezra sat on the passenger's seat while I sat on the backseat with Asher.

I had quickly changed into a full-sleeved, shin length navy blue dress and matching heels after a bath. They were the only clothes in the cupboard when I came out of the bath, so I assumed this was what they wanted me to wear, so I put it on. It was all good, since none of them said anything. Raven changed into new scrubs brought by his butler in my room.

Ezra didn't look happy about the trip to hospital on the sex day, but he didn't put his dislike into words. Asher, once again, was unreadable. He was more like someone observing everything happening around him and giving as minimum of reactions as he could.

We were still crossing through the long stretch of woods and the ride had been utterly quiet so far. I peered outside the window, but except for passing twinkling lights in the distance, I couldn't see a thing.

I didn't even realize when I dozed off while peering into oblivion.

"What a chivalrous man! Never saw you doing the same courtesy for our previous brides. Most of the time I was the only one soothing them, trying to stop them from crying," I heard Ezra's voice in a daze. "I bet you don't even remember their names."

"I bet you don't either," Raven said, and Ezra chuckled.

"Well, we were talking about Asher, not me."

Soon I realized why Ezra had made that comment and on whom.

My head was resting on Asher's shoulder.

My heart skipped a beat as the heat from the pounding of my heart shot right up into my face. It was so loud I could hear it in my ears and clearly they could as well.

"I-I am sorry... alpha... I didn't realize..." I was about to sit up straight when Asher placed his palm on my cheek, stroking them gently with his thumb as he said.

"It's alright. Sleep a little more. We still have fifteen minutes to reach the hospital," he said, and I shut my eyes with a tight gulp, trying to act as normal as I could.

But every fiber of my body was tense. How could I un-know the fact that my head was resting on Asher's shoulder, and he was ok with it?

I was constantly fidgeting with my fingers, and I could swear my breaths kept quickening every second for the rest of the drive.

I let out my held breath only once I got down from the car in the parking lot of the hospital.

We took the elevator to the third floor.

"You don't ask questions, little toy. While that is a very good habit, aren't you curious why we didn't just teleport here like Raven did in the bathroom earlier?" Ezra said, finally breaking the stillness in the elevator.

I looked at him. That question was the first that came to my mind, but I wasn't sure if it was ok to ask or not.

"Well, first, we love cars and bikes, and we love driving and that's also why the drifting competition in your pack attracted us. Although it wasn't as amusing as it should have been because that's where Asher found you and I haven't been really happy with the way life has unfolded after that for me personally. To be honest, I don't like you at all. But since these two want you around, there's not much I can do," he said.

The elevator opened and the three of them stepped out of it while it took me a few seconds to walk out as I allowed Ezra's casually thrown words to sink deeper into me.

"And second, teleportation takes a lot of our wolf's strength. And we don't like wasting our energy. Plus, being immortal means having a long life and when life's that long, we start enjoying journeys more than the destinations. So, we use it only when there's an emergency or when we cross realms. So, consider yourself lucky that Raven used it to win a game with you. Although it was a very short distance, so I don't think it was much of a big deal..." Ezra kept talking while we walked down the corridors towards the High lady's room.

Every staff member, patient or doctor who came in their way instantly stood aside, holding their heads low. Most of the corridor was empty. Maybe people emptied the corridors because they knew the demon lords would be there. If I had ever come into this realm, I wouldn't get in their way either. I would run to the other side as fast as I could at their mere sight. But right now, I walked between Ezra and Raven while Asher walked behind me. My presence before them was almost negligible.

Raven opened the door, and we entered the room. My eyes instantly went to the High Lady who was sleeping soundly on the bed. There was an intricately designed magic circle spread across the entire ceiling, rotating slowly right above her. "That's the monitoring circle," Raven said. "You can say it's similar to all those machines you guys use in your mortal world to know the patient's blood pressure, heart rate, etc. Although this is a much more efficient way of doing it." "Alpha..." I hadn't noticed the woman's presence in the room until she spoke.

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"Nyssa, you are still here? I told you to go home. Galey could have done the night shift," Raven said.

Nyssa's figure defined the contours of her scrubs. There was something magnetic about her looks that pulled in the onlookers in one fleeting glance. She had short black hair styled in a silky wolf cut. The most attractive feature about her was her undeniable confidence. She was a true alpha female werewolf.

In a critical glance, she took me in and then looked at Raven again with a soft smile.

"It's alright. It was the High lady in question. I didn't want to take chances. So, I stayed back," she said, handing the medical chart holder to Raven in a casual pass.

"Thanks."

"It's my job, alpha."

Raven checked the chart, flipping through the pages, and I felt a flutter in my heart as I saw him flip those pages. This is what I had always dreamed of being.

In Raven and Nyssa, I saw someone that I once yearned to be. A dream that would forever be a dream now. But it would remain just as beautiful as it had always been. And even though I knew I shouldn't get my hopes high; I couldn't stop the passion from flowing right back into my heart as I stood so close to doctors.

I didn't want to make it so obvious, but I couldn't stop myself from gawking at them as they stood together, discussing the reports. At that moment, I couldn't even imagine Raven being what I had known him as so far.

His gaze was gentler, warmer when he looked at her. His voice was calmer and velvety.

I looked at him with a subtle admiration maybe because I longed to be what he was - stand where he stood now.

Nyssa glanced at me again, and I quickly averted my gaze.

Meanwhile, Ezra and Asher were now standing near the High lady, contemplating her.

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"She looks... different to me. Her skin looks different from before, isn't it, Asher?" Ezra asked, examining the High Lady's fingers. Asher looked at Raven. "Raven?"

"Nyssa, why don't you get yourself some beverages? Get me a coffee too," Raven told Nyssa.

"Sure alpha..." she looked at Asher and Ezra. "Should I get you two something too?"

"I don't need coffee. A shot of Nyssa should be enough to keep me up all night?" Ezra winked at her. "What do you say?"

Nyssa narrowed her shadowy siren-like eyes.

"How about I give you a real shot of a bullet, alpha Ezra?" she gave a fake smile.

"Come on, don't flirt with me now," Ezra chuckled.

I looked at the floor.

"Alpha Asher?" She looked at him, and I instantly lifted my gaze to see how he interacted with her.

"Why waste time on him?" Ezra taunted. "If you pay enough attention to me, you might get something in return that could also be worth your time."

"No, thanks!" Nyssa said and exited the room, suppressing a blush.

From their interaction, it seemed as if they were close friends. Or maybe something more than friends. At least, that's what I felt about the way Raven interacted with her.

"The reason I brought all of you here today is..." Raven took out a page from the medical reports and looked at me.

"What is that?" Ezra asked, scrunching his face.

"The letter this omega wrote in the time she could have used to uproot the carvera and it has come to my knowledge that she knew how to protect herself from it, but she chose not to because perhaps she knew her worth. And I commend her for that. Most people fail to understand their worth in others' lives, but she is at least smart." Raven handed the paper to Asher.

The shift in his tone was clear.

"It's a medical procedure, preparatory procedure," Raven said.

"It looks like..." Asher looked at me.

"That's right. It looks like someone has copied details right out of a book. Only there is no book that has ever recommended this procedure or even mentioned this in the standardized methods of treating an immortal. Since she went through the trouble of risking her life to get this information to me, I looked at it. I applied it and there was a severe repercussion in our mother's condition," Raven said.

Guilt washed over me all over again as I peered at the High lady, holding my hand tighter.

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"Why would you even consider what she wrote?" Ezra said, sitting on the chair near the High lady. "You are the best alchemist in all the Infernal packs. Why risk it?"

"Of course, I couldn't take the risk, so I examined the method omega wrote, and I could predict the repercussions and prepare for it beforehand. The only blind spot in the procedure she suggested, which makes me believe that her knowledge is only theoretical, not practical. Right?" Raven stepped closer to me.

I took a step back and nodded.

"Had I not prepared for the repercussions beforehand, we could have lost our mother, you understand that?" he said, and I lowered my head. "Hasn't someone told you that half knowledge is far more fatal than no knowledge?" He towered over me.

"She should be punished for acting over-smart." Ezra said. "Give her a punishment she remembers forever."

I shut my eyes because this time I deserved the punishment.

"Let's not rush it, shall we?" Raven said, strolling towards the High lady. "The thing is, the repercussions were worth taking the risk, and that is why I did this procedure on mother. And the results are before you. The improvements in her body that you see now would have taken at least six months to occur. But just look at the results in one week. If I turn back to the conventional methods now, like she suggested in her letter, the healing will happen faster."

Ezra tensed his brows as he looked at me with the same dislike, but a hint of curiosity lingered on his face.

"So, little omega. What I want to know is... where did this come from? What is the source of your knowledge? Because as far as I know, no mortal school teaches these kinds of things, nor about the medicines of the immortals. So, how do you have such advanced knowledge of a healer?" Raven asked, proffering the letter to me.

With a tight, I took the letter from him.

"My m-mother..." I said. "I read it all in her books and diaries."

"Who is your mother? And where is she now?" Raven asked.

I looked at him.

"My mother's name is Freya Plath. S-she... died, right after my birth," I stammered.

"That name ring any bells?" Ezra asked Raven, who shook his head, still looking at me with a tense expression.

"Do you still have her books and stuff?" Raven asked, and I nodded once. "Great. Let's go back to your realm." "My home?" I asked, perplexed.

"Why? Are we not invited?" Ezra mocked. "We have already been to that shabby little palace of yours. What's there to hide?"

"She didn't live in that palace," Asher said before it got any more uncomfortable for me.

"Why didn't she live in the palace?" Ezra's frown deepened.

My hands turned clammy as I looked around restlessly.

"Doesn't matter. I need those books and records of her mother," Raven said. "So, we are going back to her pack right now."