Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-24. Flames(18+)

[Xanthea]

"They are going to pay for this. I'll make them fucking pay for this!" Ezra growled darkly as his eyes glowed with danger. I stepped back from him, still shielding Mrs. Millers behind me.

"Ezra..." Raven stepped towards him.

"No, Raven, stay out of this! They have offended me. This is personal, Raven. They'll pay the price for taking us lightly."

His words still hung in the air. Invisibility curtained his frame as he stepped around and vanished into thin air.

I blankly peered at the air where he stood seconds ago with stalled air in my lungs. Every fiber in my body pulsed with trepidation.

Raven let out a casual sigh as he sat back on the chair calmly. Asher followed as if nothing had happened.

"He isn't offended, is he?" Raven mumbled, examining the teacup.

"Nope. He is clearly triggered..." Asher replied, taking another sip of his tea.

I knit my brows. Triggered? What could have triggered him?

"Hmm, well. What do you reckon he's gonna do?" Raven raised his teacup to his nose and took a sniff. He lifted his eyebrows as if he liked the aroma.

"He doesn't really know how to cope with his wrath. So, he is gonna do something extreme. Something that would quench his rage and anything that quenches his rage can't be mediocre, so..." Asher shrugged. "He did say it was personal, right? So that means we aren't going to be responsible for what he does, right?" Raven took a small first sip of his tea and nodded as if he liked what he tasted. "Technically, no. But what if someone questions us?" Asher took another sip.

"Well, we aren't really answerable to anybody, are we? We are the demon lords. No one has it in them to question us," Raven said with a proud smirk.

"Not really, but what if we need to answer someone? What are we gonna say?" Asher placed down his empty cup on the saucer.

"We'll say he's adopted, not our real brother," Raven suggested with a stoic face.

"Nice idea. But that won't work. His face is similar to ours, and what about his DNA and genetics?"

"We'll say he had plastic surgery and I can easily fake the DNA results."

"Yeah, well, that's a great idea. But we can't disown him. He is our precious hot headed brother. Whatever he does, we'll stand by his side."

"Always," Raven said, placing down his half-empty teacup.

Their conversation had made me even more nervous. A cold sweat turned my palms clammy. The uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach intensified, twisting and churning with each passing second. "W-what is he gonna do?" I asked, hesitantly.

"Well, let's just say you triggered a part from his past that he isn't really fond of. So, he is gonna do something that quenches his wrath," Asher said.

"You can't tell her about it?" Raven warned Asher.

"I wasn't going to. It's Ezra's past. So, she can know about it only if he wishes to share it with her and I don't think he is ever going to do that. So let's change the subject," Asher said, lifting his gaze to me. "But one thing's for sure," Raven fixed me under his scrutiny. "Whatever he does, he is gonna make sure you watch it."

words made things even

then, sit down and have some tea. I usually prefer coffee, but the tea was ok. At least your cooking skills are worth something, omega. Let me give you some free advice since I liked your tea-it'll be better if you relax beforehand and try to appreciate what he shows you. It'll calm

with him," Asher said. "And the tea was delicious, Xanthea. We don't get such flavorful, but light tea in

I have," Mrs. Millers chimed in as

recipe? Turns out I am quite fond of tea," Asher

Raven cocked a

glance at me. "Since

as a base and I add some herbs and dried flower petals..." Mrs. Millers wrote down the tea recipe for Asher. It looked as though for him nothing

fingers, glancing now and then in

spine just moments

back, charging my body with a flush of goosebumps as the air in the

over me. I couldn't even move a finger. Taking a short broken gasp from my mouth,

in the next second he had seized my upper arm, pulled

had a completely disheveled look

both my arms and dragged me

when a strong smell of smoke hit my senses and I opened my eyes with a snap just to see myself standing on the end of the highway that was cut through the tallest

red. A mirror reflection of almost the entire pack that was burning below

tore from my throat. Desperate, I covered my ears with trembling hands and squeezed my eyes shut, attempting to shield myself from the agonizing screams of people and the visual horror of

wrists and hugged me from behind as I struggled to

full experience. You won't

into my neck, he pressed his nose against

for you! Do you like it? How does it feel to see them burn?" He

nightmare. It had to be. It was just a very long

dead. Tell me how you feel. Show me the pleasure

pressed our lower bodies

his erections against my ass, grinding his hips against mine. "Fuck, this feels so good,

around my waist as he forcefully held me against himself. In a swift motion

it! Stop all this! Please! I don't want this! I don't want this!"

how hard your nipples are for me," he chuckled, squeezing my breasts as he rolled and pinched my

"I don't want this..."

screams could be of the person who burned your books. Doesn't that excite you? HUH! Tell me how good this makes you feel. To see them burn! To

laughter rattled

shook my head, wailing as the

so were the surrounding areas. Most areas that

cheeks. He made me look at the royal palace

Look at them burn, Xanthea!" He broke into laughter. "Show me how good this makes you

hem of my dress as his hand

You feel it to your core. So

while the heel of

watch! Watch them all turn

innocent..." I mumbled through my chokes, struggling to get as

collided with his hardline body as he pulled me back against himself. His fingers