Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 0006

[Xanthea]

Squalls gushed into the ballroom, announcing the arrival of a storm. I stood near the foot of the altar as they swirled around me.

A quiet gasp escaped my lips when a swift wind fluttered my veil off my face.

Entangling with the free strands of hair, the winds tucked them behind my ear.

My breaths shivered when I realized it wasn't the touch of the air that brushed past my cheeks. Goosebumps ran all over my body as another zephyr caressed my neck.

I parted my lips, letting out a silent, shaking breath.

'Sweet.' A whisper kissed my ear.

Pressing my lips together, I gulped hard.

Seconds felt like an eternity as I lifted my eyelids.

Maybe those seconds were enchanted, or maybe my existence had come to a halt. But something surreal lingered in the distance between us when my eyes locked with the three demon lords.

I half-gasped and half-gaped at the three of them. My heart pounded faster and faster as the three of them gazed back at me with their dark and cold eyes, holding the mystery of the night. The power they emitted was so overwhelming it made my existence seem insignificant.

They were dressed in shades of gray and black three-piece suits that hugged their well-built and tall frames in all the right places, highlighting their chiseled features that only enhanced their otherworldly sinful charms.

Their sharp jawlines and palely handsome faces drew me into a blank space and their alluring eyes trapped me in an abyss. I could feel my fear amplifying with every heartbeat. Danger lurked in their eyes and it appeared they had already possessed my heart, my body, and my soul.

There was no escaping them, but I wasn't sure how long I would survive them. Or maybe there was no survival in this marriage at all. There was only surrendering. Surrendering my life, my fate and my destiny to them.

As long as I surrendered to the three of them, I might survive.

"Requesting the bride on the altar."

The voice of the man, dressed in a hooded black robe from head to toe, brought me out of the triplet's bewitchment.

Stalling my breaths, I gingerly walked up to the altar. It felt as if, even if I breathed the wrong way, they would break me apart.

I didn't dare look at any of them again.

There was no priest on the altar, but a sorcerer. In fact, there was no one anywhere close to the altar.

I glanced at Alpha, who peered at the triplets, then lowered his gaze when he looked at me.

My breath hitched as a shudder ran through my body when one triplet held my chin. He lifted my chin, making me look into his eyes. Up close, his light gray eyes were even more predatory. And my heart ran wild, just like a prey.

An unsettling dread ran down my spine, breathing in the same air as him.

His gaze dropped to my parted lips. Sucking in a quick breath, I lowered my gaze, pursing my lips. He let go of my chin and stepped back, standing in the middle of the other two.

them, clutching my hands near my belly

and the Earthly princess of the Virgo pack,

they'd claim in this marriage. They'd imprison and imprint my soul

really how my life will end? A soul trapped for

Raven Xipher step forth and create the first soul

to the gray-eyed Alpha stepped closer to me until he stood

me. He had long hair tied

voice cut through my chest. His words

sorcerer walked close to us and lifted a double-ended dagger

in the air, levitating between us. My mouth turned dry

Raven Xipher, I will request you to stab your ring fingers at the ends of the pact dagger," the sorcerer said. The handle in the

back, curling my

stiffened. My body wasn't under my control. I involuntarily stepped closer to the pact dagger and stabbed my ring finger at one

dagger sucked in our blood and the gem in the middle hilt glowed even

for a few seconds, it felt like I was having a heart attack. I struggled to breathe. Holding back my tears,

did was lower his gaze. Everyone in the ballroom stood with their

seemed as if invisible hands were controlling my

and soul to Raven

lower lips, letting out a moanful

to run away and hide somewhere far away. A grave seemed

had an option to die. But I chose this

said, through

and submission to him and his will?" the sorcerer

I said, breathing heavily as

you promise to accept the punishment

brows as tears

do!" My words came

you, Raven Xipher,

he said,

control over my body

create the second soul pact with your bride," the

time, the

hair. A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes when he saw my tears. My

control, even

again at one end of the dagger while Ezra stabbed his ring

Ezra Xipher, your lord, your owner and your second husband?" the

the same vows with him as I

you, Ezra Xipher, tie

amused tone as he

create the third soul pact with your bride," the sorcerer

the gray-eyed man with

for me to stab my ring finger with the dagger's end instead of forcing me to

Xanthea Virgo, entrust your body, blood and soul to Asher Xipher, your lord, your owner and your

vowing process was no less excruciating, but