Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-43. Give me a chance

[Raven]

"Enroll her?" Ezra winced.

"Yes," I said firmly.

Ezra's lip curled in a sneer as he casually leaned back against Asher's bike, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Enroll her to be a healer?" He chuckled; his words sharp with sarcasm. "What's next, finding her a fairy godhusband?" His voice tinged with bitterness and disdain. "She can find a lot of hook ups in Helxton and then you can choose who fucks her better..."

"Ezra!" A growl tore through me. I glared at him; my jaw clenched with frustration. "I don't have time for your nonsense-"

"And I don't have time for 'your' nonsense!" He snapped, the fake smile faltering into a scowl.

"Ezra..."

"No," Ezra declared in an authoritative tone. "I will not allow it."

I wasn't expecting him to, anyway. Pulling up the sleeves of my shirt, I let out a sigh.

He remained silent for a while, and then he slid his hands into his pockets.

"Like all other brides that came before her, she'll stay in the castle like a good bride. Throughout the week, she'll obediently prepare herself for the sex nights, awaiting to pleasure her husbands. She'll dutifully adorn herself like a beautiful little toy she is. And when the night comes, she'll entertain us until she becomes pregnant. That's her role as our breeder and she will 'not' stray from it."

"Her education will not affect her role as our breeder."

"Tell this rubbish to someone else, Raven. Work life balance is bullshit! A woman's education and her career affect her life in all aspects. From her body to her mind. She needs to have a sound body and mind to bear children. You'd know it better than me. It's a man's job to provide for a woman, and I think the three of us are more than capable of providing her with whatever the fuck she needs. So, why do you suddenly want her to become a healer?"

"I don't want her to have a healer's career. She'll not work! I just want her to have a healer's license. She has an eidetic memory. And that's something that will be extremely useful in my research. If things work out, she can change the entire course of our pursuit."

Ezra chuckled wryly.

"Really? You think I give a damn about your fucking research which... let's be real, we all know, is a failure through and through?"

I clenched my fists, holding myself back from punching him in his damn mouth.

"Moreover, what you're saying is not sanely possible. You want to enroll her in the healer's programme, which is a six years' long course. Even if she tried through the fast course, she'll at least need three years. That is, if she gets a good healing partner. I might not know much about your med and shit, but I know how courses work in Helxton. Its technology branch is mine, after all."

Ezra looked at Xanthea who stood with her gaze held low. Her heart was ravaging in her chest so loudly I could hear her beats scream.

that kind of time in her hands,"

her potential, Ezra. I've tested her myself and I can tell you for sure that she has it in herself to get the healer's license

trouble for us. That's the only potential her body holds. Once she

lay an eye on her. Or are you questioning the power of our soul pact?" I grunted, closing in on

what you say, she

turned around to face

everything depended

and fear wafted through Xanthea's restless eyes as

her lips uneasily. Her chest rose and fell, matching the rapid beat of her heart, as

with an

demeanor. It was never easy to read Asher and predicting

he called out to

her body as she hesitantly lifted her eyelids

you have to say about this? Do

With a tight gulp, she looked at

maintained eye contact with her until

the mental

I frowned.

into rejecting this opportunity herself

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Fucker!

your hands. This is not your earthly realm. Because healing within immortals, as I have known, is not for the fainthearted. Even if you don't practice as a healer after you get the license, you'll still have to do practicals like the

drew in a shuddering breath, horror spreading across her face

I snarled,

challenged, meeting my eyes evenly. "You have known this world

my lips to speak, but held

mentally, she'll suffer emotionally, morally. I need to make sure

for a picnic? I do not waste my time, Asher. I invest my time and I think

squared up. "Even with your support, she'll have to face this world

face tightened with

games with her, Asher. You are trying too hard to maintain this

"I'm merely stating facts."

looked deadpan

I stood facing Xanthea. She looked terrified, bewildered, a mess of

you did before. Say

flushed in her eyes. She looked at me, breathing heavily

held my hands and

In fact, what I am doing is completely selfish. I want to