Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185: How Many Times Do You Think We’ll Have To Do This

He drank it in one long pull, and his dark eyes were burning when he lowered the glass.

Nicholas remained where he was, watching both his brothers with the calmness of a man who’d already braced himself for what was coming. But his hands, Lilith would have noticed if she’d been there to see them, were gripping the edge of his desk hard enough that his knuckles had gone white.

"She’s gone," Lucian said, his voice rough, barely above a whisper. It wasn’t a question, wasn’t asking for confirmation. It was simply a statement of fact, acknowledging the moment when the last thread of restraint they’d been clinging to finally snapped.

"She’s safe," Nicholas said, his voice still measured. "That’s what matters. She’s away from this. Away from us."

"Two days," Sebastian said, his voice tight. "We have two days to survive without her before the moon is at its peak. Two days to hold onto ourselves knowing she’s not here."

"Longer than that," Lucian corrected bitterly. "Even after the full moon passes, even after we come through the other side, we can’t have her here for at least another week while we stabilize. The aftermath is sometimes worse than the moon itself."

Nicholas’s jaw clenched at that, but he didn’t argue. They both knew it was true. The full moon broke them apart. And the days immediately following could be just as dangerous, the feral energy taking time to settle back into something manageable.

"We made the right choice," Nicholas said. It sounded like he was trying to convince himself as much as them.

"Did we?" Lucian turned from the window, his gold eyes wild. "Because right now, with her gone, I can feel the curse like teeth in my skull. It was quieter when she was here. Manageable. And now..." He shook his head. "Now I remember why we were so desperate to mark her in the first place."

"Because the alternative is this," Sebastian said, though his voice lacked conviction. "The alternative is what we’re about to go through. And at least now she won’t be here to see it. Won’t be here to be afraid of us."

"She should be afraid," Lucian spat. "If she knew what we were actually capable of, what the curse actually makes us do..."

"She doesn’t need to know," Nicholas cut him off, his voice dropping into something colder, sharper. "And she won’t. We’ll handle the full moon the way we’ve always handled it. Separately. Controlled. And when she comes back, we’ll be the version of ourselves that she’s learning to trust."

"What if we can’t?" Lucian asked, and there was genuine fear beneath the feral edge now. "What if one of us breaks? What if...."

"We won’t," Nicholas said flatly. "Because we have to. Because the alternative is losing her completely, and I won’t have that."

The three brothers stood in silence for a long moment, the weight of what was coming settling over them like a physical thing. Beyond the windows, the day continued on....ordinary, indifferent to the supernatural crisis building in the walls of Blackwood estate.

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