Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-50. Failing again

[Ezra]

~It had been years since I thought about you until I did. But I am in my mind more often lately. With your thoughts that echo and scream so loud, I feel their reverberations in my heart.~

~She reminds me of you and she reminds me of you in ways I do not wish to be reminded. I hate myself for I am falling again, failing again and feeling again and I don't like it.~

I shut the journal, licking the saltiness off my lips.

Taking a deep breath, I concentrated on the burn in my chest that had turned even more bitter and excruciating. But my mind felt lighter than before. A lot less chaotic.

Although it took me the entire night to write two worthless, senseless, crappiest paragraphs of literature in my journal. And I wasn't even counting all the sentences I struck off, scribbled away. The unfinished sentences and the discarded ones that were now in the dustbin closed in the crumpled papers.

I had sent Asher and Raven everything Nesryn had gathered so far from the Virgo pack and the mortal realm.

Asher had seen the message, but didn't reply. Typical Asher, even his texts were cold, but his text space always felt warm, and it was not because of the fluffy black kitten in his profile picture.

It's something I can't explain. His mere presence and cold thoughtfulness were like irreplaceable support for me.

Meanwhile, Raven hadn't even seen the message yet. I think I knew why he hadn't checked his phone. His concentration was entirely on Xanthea right now. He seemed to have gotten into another insecurity game with Asher.

When we were young, Raven consistently wanted whatever possessions or toys Asher had, but once Raven acquired them, he lost interest and wanted something else that had caught Asher's attention.

Maybe it was because our father always favored Asher more, because he was born to be the perfect demon Alpha. From his demon wolf, to his crown demonic abilities. Asher was our father's pride, so he always had his complete attention. Raven might not realize it, much less accept it, but he always craved our father's attention until he understood that nothing he did could replace Asher in our father's eyes.

So he stopped and defied our father and took a completely different route, making a completely unique identity of his own. He became a healer and then a number one alchemist.

When I look at Raven, I see his power, his hard-work and his strengths.

I wouldn't tell him, but he inspires me to keep striving and marching forward.

I peered at the leaves in his profile picture.

I wonder when he'll see that he doesn't have to beat Asher at anything. He was already winning in ways Asher never could.

But I knew there was nothing I could do to stop his insecurities. He wanted to possess Xanthea, and that was badgering me more than it should have.

And now, because of this sick game, she is going to Helxton.

Annoyance and anger merged into a throbbing pain in my head.

Tossing the journal on the couch, I got to my feet and then mounted a hoverboard.

Riding the hoverboard, I left my office and entered the elevator.

Contemplating Cedric's number on my phone for the entire way from my office to the car parking, I finally called him, riding the hoverboard out of the elevator.

"Yo, what's up Ezbro! To what do I have the honor of receiving your call?" Cedric said from the other side of the phone. "Especially so early in the morn? All good?"

I was about to disconnect the call when I stopped.

"Hello?" Cedric sounded confused.

"Who is it, Cedric?" A girl's moanful voice came from the other side of the phone.

I took the phone away from myself with a wince. Seriously?

"Shh! It's an important call, keep it low..." Cedric told the girl.

not

you there? Hmm. Strange.

The girl

was about to hang

I said, clearing

said, a little

"What are you doing?"

"Uh... one-night-stand?"

I even

"It's morning, Cedric!"

"One-morning-stand?"

stared at the

you're in the assassination branch of Helxton, right?" I

admission, but I'll take it. A year later,

I lifted my brows.

nowadays? Like what devices and apps do you need in your studies and all? Especially if you

astronomy department? Now ya wanna be an assassin? Leave something for me, bro. Otherwise, how else am I supposed to kill you and your

name in a

it so you can type and write. Whatever suits you. Your company's latest model, bro. It works as smooth as butter. And there's this Helxton app where I keep a record of my syllabus, exams, assignments and stuff. Aaannnddd... a smartphone? I mean, that's a must

if you are to join

you

I don't wanna,"

a lucky coincidence. I am with someone from the healing department. Just wait a sec," Cedric said, and the voices turned into faint murmurs. Cedric responded after a while. "Ok... soooo you'll need a healing partner, diagnostic magical instruments, what else? Uh... an alive skeleton and... Helxton recommended

entered the tech section of my

the rest,"

do you need all

stuff? Raven would know where to get a living skeleton better than

something?"

***

Asher's penthouse to the delicious aroma of

watered. Asher's cooking was next

want coffee or not?" I heard Raven's voice from

can make it..." Xanthea

Raven squinted his eyes.

He, too, can't eat or drink stuff others make for him. As you might have noticed, his house had not a single house help. Normal people wouldn't believe that the Alpha of the Prime Infernal pack does all the

live however I want. I don't see why you always have a

the strain building between the two of them as I

reluctant to eat or drink items

has been an

I looked at Xanthea.

the mortal realm, Asher drank the tea Xanthea made. Maybe it was because he

remained transfixed on Xanthea wearing nothing but Asher's oversized shirt. Standing by the kitchen island, she nervously clenched the hem of Asher's shirt, her fingers

a glance at Raven, who

himself and there was nothing more

silent, which clearly

talking to you, you fucker! Reply!" Raven

said,

me. Her tensed eyes softened and she let out a subtle sigh, as though she was

the taste of such a delicious breakfast. I hope you made extra, Asher, because I am starving," I said, walking around the island. "And Raven, damn

still like it strong?"

like you make it," I

Raven were at two ends of the islands and I stood in between them, helping both of them in turns, passing them stuff they needed. Because that's all

but

was at it, I couldn't help but notice the scratch marks on Asher's shirtless body and Raven's