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."

made things

sliding Ezra's teacup towards me. "Until 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

loose, and he loses them completely when he is angry, so just bear with him," Asher said. "And the tea was delicious, Xanthea. We don't

Millers

get the recipe? Turns out I am quite fond of

when?" Raven

sneaked a glance at

Millers wrote down the tea recipe for Asher. It looked as though for him nothing was more important than paying undivided attention to her explanation for getting the right temperature to bring out tea's

my fingers, glancing now and then in the

raced down my spine just moments before Ezra reappeared in a gust of

prickled on my back, charging my body with a flush of goosebumps as the air in the room thickened with Ezra's intense, unforgiving presence right behind me, a

Taking a short

the next second he had seized my upper arm, pulled me to my

face was covered in soot. His clothes were stained with cinder. His eyes were psychopathically stretched wide in a frigid, blank gaze. He had

and dragged me with him,

shut my eyes, trying to cope with the giddiness because of teleportation 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

the sky as thick clouds of smoke turned the sky red. A mirror reflection of almost

the situation. But when the realization struck, a gut-wrenching cry tore from my throat. Desperate, I covered my ears with trembling

hugged me from behind as

5s.org for the full experience.

Sinking into my neck,

for you! Do you like it? How does it feel to see

was a nightmare, just a nightmare. It had to be. It was just

me how you feel. Show me the pleasure you feel running

our

little angel?" He pressed his erections against my ass, grinding his hips against mine. "Fuck, this feels

forcefully held me against himself. In a swift motion of his hand, he tore off my

all this! Please! I don't want

just look how hard your nipples are for me," he chuckled,

"I don't want this..."

books. Doesn't that excite you? HUH! Tell me how good this makes you feel. To see them burn! To see the people who burned down your mother, your mother's last memories! You are enjoying it, aren't you, little toy!

rattled

wailing as the scent of smoke scorched through my

fire and so were the surrounding areas. Most areas that Ezra burned down

grabbed my chin, squeezing my cheeks. He made me

He broke into laughter. "Show me how good this makes

dress as

Fuck yes! You feel it to

thrusted his fingers inside me while the heel of

Just watch! Watch them

T-t-they are innocent..." I mumbled through my chokes, struggling to get

pulled me back against himself. His fingers worked