Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-49. The investigation

[Ezra]

~You asked if you wrote it right. And I said all your jumbled words make more sense to me than the verses of classic poems and paintings of famous artists.~

~I wish I had the same ability to comprehend myself as I deciphered you once. Maybe then I'd be able to rest the storm that plagues me.~

~I am soaked in the rain of your memories that I drown at every drizzle and fail to find a way to breathe in this downpour.~

~I knew you had been through storms so I dared not ask the damage, for I thought we'd find a refuge together and I was a fool to believe that would be enough.~

I leafed through the journal, reading whatever random lines my eyes fell on.

I lifted my gaze off the words scribbled on dead pages and peered at the jet area of the Glass palace.

I spun around on the chair and faced the desk in my office again. Placing the journal on the desk, I picked up a pen, turning over to a blank page.

The nib of the pen rested against the blank page and the ink dispersed into the page in an intricate pattern.

"Ugh!"

I reclined back in the chair, facing the ceiling as words rang in my head.

'Let's go home... together... we'll make it...'

Embarrassment crawled up my body.

"Damn it! I'm driving myself nuts!" I grunted, running fingers through my hair in frustration. "Seriously? What took over me that night? Out of all the people, I had to be like that with her! Ah! I am losing it! I am-"

'Yeah. Yeah. Ezra is a fucking moron. Tell me something new. You've been telling this to yourself ever since you returned from the mortal world,' Odeus, my demon wolf, grunted in my head. 'I'm trying to have a moment of peace here. But in your head, there cannot be peace. Damn you, man! Get a life!'

I sprang to my feet, banging my hands beside the journal. The journal jumped a few inches away from the desk before it fell back on it.

'If she is bothering you so much, just do something about her,' Odeus said. "What?" I snapped.

'I don't know! Fuck her, maybe? Because she has been on your fucking mind all the time and I'm starting to miss your otherworldly physics equations and theories and laws and stuff. How about we go back to having stars and galaxies colliding in your mind? Because now they seem more sufferable to me than your idiotic nonsense!'

"She's not on my mind. I am on my own mind. Why did I have to get so worked up? And then I said those stupid things. It boils my blood!" I almost yelled at myself.

Odeus turned silent and I could feel him sigh.

'Then write. Like you did years ago. If she's not the one fucking with your mind, then you shouldn't have a problem writing in that journal. Let your thoughts bleed when they want to. Asher was right when he gave this journal back to you. He knew you'd need it again.'

"I am not sick!" I growled. "I don't need this journal stupidity to get control over myself. I'm perfectly fine."

'Asher is always right. That's all I know. Have a good night and stop thinking about her!'

Odeus snapped before retreating further back into my head.

my reflection on the computer

wouldn't come if you called. In fact, I'd run as far away as I could from you... Because I know... none of you will

I clenched my fists.

you are to even ask that question

sharp breath, I stopped my words. Breathing roughly, I glared at the journal and I was

into my fingers. I flopped back into my chair, taking a deep breath, but the suffocation didn't leave my chest. It had been the same ever

shouldn't have gone for the

my hand over my eyes as the image of Xanthea being fucked on my bike flashed in my mind, closely followed by the image of me fucking her on the car

Ezra... It's p-pretty, my b-burning pack. Thank you for doing this for

bitterly scorching churned in my chest. My cock throbbed, pulsating against

girl is getting on my nerves." I spoke through

somehow triggered me

that I buried inside me. The only problem was I couldn't throw it away. It was still

deep breath and finally addressed the knocking at the

in," I said. "What was so urgent it

walked closer to my desk and her eyes fell on my

the air. Using the in-built keyboard and mouse on my digital desk, she controlled the display of information on the wide screen. "This is all you wanted to know about Xanthea. Her life in the Virgo pack, her family history and her relationships with her

at the

just sent me the soft copy," I said, skimming my eyes through

mother was an outsider?" I

folding her hands across her chest and crossing her

An omega, no one special, loved gardening, was a florist in the royal palace and had deep knowledge of herbology. The knowledge Xanthea has is from her mother. Freya Plath came from a poor Plath family that lived in the Leo pack. But they were expelled from the Leo pack on account of stealing. They remained rogues for a while until they immigrated to the Virgo pack

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found a better future by becoming someone's mistress, no less the Alpha of the Virgo pack," I

of hers, which meant Nesryn couldn't find

packs

"Of course not."

why did Valdimir accept Freya and

fell in

"What rubbish!?"

crazy shit when they are in

mother, and I want to find out what. Also, any updates

that shit. Why did he burn down

it was her father, Valdimir Virgo, who ordered his son to burn down her

pen crack in my

"Why?"

can't really find out why until he comes out of the coma. But a sane answer would be... mortals tend to bury or burn the memories or belongings of their

of his life for good. Maybe those jerks thought Xanthea would never return. At least, not

swiped left on my desk that glowed soft blue beneath my fingers

I asked Nesryn to secretly investigate

Xanthea's account every month. So, I have mixed opinions about the Virgo Alpha. But Xanthea never used his money. She earned and supported herself and her education." "Now... did

and the pack were outright abusive to her. From physical harm to mental

eyes and stopped swiping

the fire I set in their pack, Virgo palace was