Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178: The Three Months Deadline

Sebastian and Lucian found Nicholas exactly where they expected, behind his desk, though he hadn’t moved from that position since the night before, judging by the state of the room. The curse documents were still spread across the polished surface, exactly as he’d left them. The whiskey glass sat empty beside them, and a second, half-full, suggested he’d poured himself another sometime in the early hours.

The fire had burned down to embers, casting the office in dim orange light despite the morning sun trying to filter through the curtains he hadn’t bothered to open.

Neither of them said anything as they entered. They didn’t need to. Nicholas’s stillness told them everything, the particular quality of his silence that meant something significant was about to be discussed.

Sebastian took the chair across from the desk. Lucian remained standing, arms crossed, gold eyes already sharp with the residual tension from the day before.

"You wanted to see us," Sebastian said.

Nicholas’s silver eyes moved between them slowly, and when he finally spoke, his voice carried the particular calm that meant he’d spent hours preparing exactly what he was about to say.

"We wait," he said simply. "That’s my decision. We do not accelerate the timeline. We do not mark her before she is genuinely ready."

Lucian’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing, waiting for the explanation he knew was coming.

"We owe her that much," Nicholas continued. "The choice to bond with us needs to be genuine. Not driven by whatever the mate bond is doing to her body, to her instincts. She doesn’t even fully understand what’s happening to her yet, the pull she feels, the confusion, the way her body responds to us even when her mind is telling her to be afraid. That’s not choice. That’s biology working against her better judgment."

He paused, his gaze settling on Sebastian specifically, though there was no accusation in it. "What happened yesterday in the library, that wasn’t her choosing you. That was the bond overwhelming both of you simultaneously. If we mistake that for genuine willingness, we’re lying to ourselves about what she actually wants."

Sebastian’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue.

"I don’t blame her for her hesitation," Nicholas continued, his voice quieter now. "I don’t blame her for the fear that still lives underneath everything else she’s feeling. We didn’t treat her right the first time she came to us. We took what we wanted and called it payment for a debt, and we broke her in the process." His silver eyes hardened slightly. "She has every reason not to trust us completely, and rushing this because our control is failing isn’t going to fix that."

The room fell into silence. Outside, the morning continued its ordinary business. birds calling in the gardens, the distant sound of estate staff beginning their day. But inside the office, something heavier had settled over the space, something that made even Lucian’s restless energy still for a moment.

"If there’s anything I understand about the curse," Nicholas said finally, "it’s that our mate must be willing. Genuinely willing. There has to be real connection, real trust, real..." He paused, searching for the word, though all three of them knew what he meant. "Real love. Or else the curse remains."

He looked between his brothers, his expression unreadable. "And we do not have time to waste."

He opened his mouth as if to continue, then stopped himself, his jaw working silently. Something passed behind his silver eyes, something that looked like hesitation and calculation.

Sebastian caught it immediately. He leaned forward in his chair, his dark eyes narrowing. "There’s still something you aren’t telling us, brother." His voice was quiet but firm. "So please. Talk."

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