Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Do You Believe Her?

"We’ll find it," Nicholas promised, even though he had no idea if that was true.

Lilith nodded and then stood on shaking legs. "I need to shower. And eat. And process the fact that I’m apparently carrying a death curse inside me now."

"Take your time," Nicholas said. "We’re not going anywhere."

Lilith walked toward the bathroom and then stopped at the door, looking back at him.

"Nicholas?" She called out.

"Yes?"

"If we can’t find another way," she said quietly. "If it really does come down to my death or your curse. Promise me you won’t let me make a stupid heroic choice."

Nicholas felt his chest tighten. "Lilith...."

"Promise me," she interrupted. "Promise me you won’t let me sacrifice myself. Because I’m scared that when the time comes, I’ll try to be noble. And I need you to stop me."

Nicholas stood and crossed to her, pulling her into his arms one more time. "I promise. No noble sacrifices. No heroic deaths. We find another way or we face the curse together."

"Together," Lilith repeated.

And for the first time since she woke up, Nicholas felt a small spark of hope.

They had three days.

It would have to be enough.

***

Long after Nicholas left, Lilith sat on the edge of the broken bed staring at her hands and trying to convince herself they did not look different.

They looked the same as they always had, same slim fingers, same pale skin, same small scar on her left thumb from when she had cut herself helping her father in the garden when she was eight years old.

But they felt different.

Everything felt different.

Because somewhere inside her chest, coiled around her ribs like a living thing, was a curse that wanted her dead.

She could feel it now that she knew to look for it. A cold heavy weight that pulsed in time with her heartbeat. A darkness that had not been there before the bonds completed. And every time she focused on it, every time she tried to understand what it was, the thing seemed to shift and grow like it was feeding on her attention.

A knock at the door made her jump.

"Come in," she said, her voice hoarse from crying.

The door opened and Agnes stepped inside carrying a tray laden with food, fresh fruit, cheese, bread, a steaming bowl of soup. Behind her came Sera, her expression carefully neutral but her eyes sharp and assessing.

"We thought you might be hungry," Agnes said gently, setting the tray down on the nightstand. "You’ve been asleep for almost a full day. Your body needs fuel."

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