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.

were clearly not keeping it

Strange. Maybe he called by

The

about

said, clearing my

Hey!" Cedric said, a little more

"What are you doing?"

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

did I even

"It's morning, Cedric!"

"One-morning-stand?"

stared at the phone,

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

admission, but I'll take it. A year later, but you remembered. And that's what

I lifted my brows.

wanted to ask what you need to go through college nowadays? Like what devices and apps do 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 brothers and

took his name in a

can turn into a tablet and has a stylus pen attached to it so you can type and write. Whatever suits you. Your company's latest model,

will you need if you are to

don't you ask, brother

I don't wanna," I

of 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

the tech section

me the rest,"

do you need all this stuff?" Cedric

need this stuff? Raven would know where to get a living skeleton better than me. I don't even want her

you need something?" The head

***

entered Asher's penthouse to the delicious aroma

mouth watered. Asher's cooking was next

coffee or not?" I

can make it..."

Raven squinted his eyes.

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

can live however I want. I don't

strain building between the two of them as I

to cook his own food. Like Raven said, Asher had always been reluctant to eat or drink items prepared by others. He didn't even eat outside food, not even

there has been an

I looked at Xanthea.

it was because he knew there was nothing

hem of Asher's shirt, her fingers fidgeting with the fabric. "Problem?" Raven scoffed, and I averted my eyes from her slender body. "You have severe trust

Raven, who met his gaze with a furrowed

liked doing his work himself and

which clearly pissed

am talking to you, you fucker! Reply!" Raven

said, walking

softened and she let out a subtle

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

it strong?"

like you

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.

but I

it, I couldn't help but notice the scratch marks on Asher's shirtless body and Raven's revealed torso. They sure as hell had a hell of a night