Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-17. Why?

[Raven]

I looked at my phone screen as I drove into the private driveway to my palace.

Through a spare guardian butterfly, I had been monitoring the omega while she interacted with Draknor and Nesryn. I knew Nesryn had a history with Draknor, but she had just met the omega. Why the hell was she being so protective of her? Just like Asher.

I still don't get what Asher saw in this breakable object. And why was he so protective of her? It could be because of the game. But if he wanted a play doll, there were far better women out there with richer blood and origin. Why settle for a bastard omega?

I knew all kinds of dark magic, but I couldn't break down what she was using to bewitch my family and bring them to her side.

Every time I thought of her, the only emotion that triggered within me was - rage and disgust.

If it wasn't for Asher's stubbornness, I would have never agreed to have her as our bride. Forget about forming a soul pact, I wouldn't have even glanced at someone like her.

'I want you to make love to me like you'd to the woman you love and respect to someone you'd never... hurt.'

I scoffed, glaring at the road ahead as I sped up my car.

The thought of touching her was arduous enough, making love was out of the question.

How dare she even speak those words so blatantly? How dare she think she deserved our love and respect even though fake? The audacity of that lowborn knew no bounds. She needed to be put in her right place until Asher gets bored with her. Once he does, I'll make sure to dispose of her soul myself.

With just a few senseless words, she had shaken the foundation of my brother's and my unity. Ezra sensed it as well, and I bet Asher did, too. So why the fuck did he side with her?

I didn't like how an insignificant woman like her made me feel. I hated change and even though it was minuscule and barely noticeable; she was changing control and order of things, challenging things around her.

Just like she challenged my treatment today. It wasn't just my treatment, but my knowledge she had questioned. And it hadn't even been two days since she entered the Prime pack. There was no way I would unsee that. Although I was curious to know how she got the knowledge to come to the level to challenge me? I wanted to know what was the basis on which she interfered with my treatment of my mother.

I curled my fingers around the steering wheel as her dress brushed against the only mutated specimen that survived in my recent experiments - Carvera X23.

A leaf of that plant is worth is more than your fucking life, you stupid! Stay away from my plants! Ugh!

I grunted, speeding up my car.

All she had to do was sit in one place and do nothing, touch nothing, but no, she needs to act out. What an imbecile!

shut my eyes in frustration and when I opened it again, my eyes locked with hers for a few seconds through the

second she collapsed onto the floor,

stopped my car in

the fuck! What the fuck is wrong with this omega! Seriously!" I clenched my phone in my

her shin while she struggled to crawl away,

Just great!

my car and

to deal with, even for immortals, because the only way to loosen the vine's grip was to hurt their roots or uproot them from the ground completely. And they could grow as large as a beech tree

a month

my baby carvera. I had to reach

no chances of survival because their

why did it have to be X23?

the ground, turned around and peered at her ankle that had turned blue. Baby carveras had more poison in stock. No wonder it had started showing its effect

ankles that had started sprawling up

months of hard work going down the drain just like that! I swear

legs with the vines. Her shaking fingers stopped before she touched the vines. At least she

carvera's weakness was its roots? As far as

and the car stopped right in front of the entrance of my palace with a

to a halt against the pen she held in her limp fingers and the parchment she

was damaged,

at her blackened ankles. I lifted her dress to her thighs. The vines had spread

her unconscious body, for a few seconds I

is wrong

couldn't even fight a one-month-old sapling? Or did she not know how to defeat it? Maybe the poison knocked her out. It was only logical and normal for her to struggle with the leaves and vines, but there were no signs of a

looked like she didn't even try to fight. Instead, in the time she could

she mentally sick

got up, crouched and picked up the

my eyes, I clenched my jaws, crumpling the parchment in my

my fingers through my

is wrong

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