Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-36. Hold tight

[Xanthea]

"I... am sorry..."

My heart hammered wildly in my chest as I impulsively blurted out the stream of apologies.

Still perched on his shoes, I loosened my grip on his clothes, but he still held me just as tight against himself until he let go abruptly and I stumbled to the floor. Bringing my hand to my chest, I cowered under his glare, nervously nibbling my lower lip.

"I... am really sorry, Alpha. I should have listened to you. I am sorry. I... shouldn't have acted on my own. I am truly sorry... Alpha. I don't know what I was thinking-"

I yelped as he grabbed my jaws. Pinning me against the wall, he crashed his lips against mine, muffling my incoherent words into desperate, breathless moans. His tongue dominated my mouth, stealing words right off my tongue.

In a daze, I knit my brows, shutting my eyes. My palms were between our chests and my weak pushes just triggered him even more, making the kiss even more violent.

Gasping and moaning, I grabbed his wrist with both my hands, grappling for breaths in his unyielding kiss. Making my body arch against his own, he closed all the distance and gaps.

I stopped pushing him away and gently ran my hands up his shoulders, clenching his jacket in my fists. Once I thought it was safe, I wrapped my arms around his neck. My fingers ran up his hair, caressing them in an almost undetectable motion as I tried to match his wild frequency.

"Ah!" Biting my lower lip, he stopped kissing me.

"You are not allowed to enjoy this, omega." His words were bitter with annoyed frustration.

His glare bore into me as he finally parted from me, our faces still merely inches away. I licked my lower lip.

My chest heaved faster, my breaths quickening as the rage in his aura crushed me under his scrutiny.

Breathing heavily through my mouth, I swallowed hard. My lips stung from his bite, pulsing as erratically as my heartbeats.

"Next time you fake an apology before me, your punishment will not stop at just a bite bruise on your lips. And in case you are wondering what worse could I possibly do to you, little omega, then let me make this very clear..." he growled, leaning closer to my ear. His predatory eyes fixed on me as he grabbed my ponytail and yanked my head backwards. "I will fuck that pretty mouth of yours so hard you won't be able to speak for days."

My breaths caught in my lungs. His taste still lingered in my mouth. I clenched my teeth, his body pressing into mine. His eyes dipped to my lips and then back to my eyes.

"You have not known my worse yet and just pray you never know my worst. Because your petty little heart won't be able to handle that." He let go of my ponytail with a jerk.

I wanted to tell him my apology wasn't fake, but I knew it was better to remain neutral to the accusation than to deny them when there was no solid way to prove myself. Especially with someone like Raven, who was very much capable of doing what he said.

"I don't need your sorry. What I want you to do is drive this slowly," he said, scrubbing away probably my smeared lipstick from around my lips with his thumb.

I nodded, lowering my gaze, as he distanced himself from me.

He stretched out his hand. Placing my hand on his, I stepped on his hoverboard. He walked beside me as I concentrated on maintaining a slow speed and taking calculated turns through the hallways. Maybe that's what he wanted me to do. To concentrate on learning rather than enjoying foolishly.

From the way he arranged his office and cabin, to his handwriting and drawings, to the way he dressed and carried himself... I wasn't sure before, but now I could tell... Raven was a perfectionist. Things that didn't go his way, according to his standards of excellence

erfection, pissed him off.

he hates me, because an omega is not a standard match for an

"Good..."

I tried to not look too

a deep breath and kept driving the hoverboard independently again as he walked behind

and I adjusted my body

turn, another wonder of the Glass palace opened up before

private jet airport

the lavish futuristically styled jets that stretched before

jet, but it was nothing as magnificent as

meant when she said her demon

when she said that Ezra handled the technology and development sector of the Infernal pack. Raven handled the healthcare, research and medicine while Asher regulated the lifestyle, security, politics

mere mention of

ride on my jet, but today I am in a mood to ride..." he ushered hand towards the other side and a world of bikes opened up to me

of all kinds. Although it was dominated by sports

hurried to him, bringing two

helmet

of help in my eyes. "Do it like I taught you." Hesitating for a few seconds, I shut my eyes and tried to dismount the hoverboard as smoothly as I could by jumping backwards, but I lost

dismounting." He remarked, but instead of annoyance, his

corrected my skirt, regaining my posture

from the staff, Raven walked to a

forget to visit 00005s.org for the full experience. You won't find

asked, and my heart skidded in my

head, glancing

have a good

the helmet on my head. Maybe this was why he asked me to take

bike, assuming a commanding and effortlessly suave

fingers through his

the key into the ignition, and with a subtle twist, the bike came alive. In an instant, the bike console lit up with a green

Raven said, looking over

he lowered the black shield of

lips. I unconsciously ran my

like he said, I wasn't supposed to enjoy it or

little muffled when he

seat. It was so high. How

wasn't just

I couldn't

my shoulder and straddle the bike. From the way you ride us,

tantalizing flutter erupted in my chest as heat shot up my already flushed cheeks. I quickly shoved away

instructed, I grabbed his shoulder and awkwardly managed to sit on the back seat, creating

already hear my heartbeats. I didn't

rode the bike out of its parking before

as my body flung forward, pressing against his back. I was about to slide back when he grabbed my