Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-51. Balance between

[Xanthea]

My eyes fell towards the breakfast table where Asher, Raven, and Ezra sat together.

Ezra almost spilled the coffee while placing it on the table, but Raven saved it with a deft swoop of his one hand, balancing the mugs on the tray.

"Woah, Raven. Have I ever told you that you should join the sin circus? You'd be a hot deal there just like your coffee," Ezra clapped as though Raven had just shown a magic trick.

"And have I ever told you that you should join the mental asylum for deranged demons? I can book a bed for you there in no time at all," Raven glared at Ezra.

"You think I am mentally sick?" Ezra growled, and there was a sudden shift in the gravity around them. The air seemed to have thickened with their overpowering auras.

"You can't do one thing properly. There's nothing about you I can say is perfect. You are full of flaws. So maybe, who knows?" Raven grunted with a scowl.

Ezra clenched his jaws. Glaring, he squared up before Raven. Breaking into a cold sweat, I stared at them, apprehension tightening in my body. And just when I thought Ezra was about to punch Raven across his face, Ezra grabbed the coffee mug from the tray in Raven's hand and sat on the chair.

The bloodlust vanished from the air like it never existed.

"Well, at least I am perfect at being flawed..." Ezra sipped in the coffee, making loud slurping noises which was clearly annoying Raven even more. "I am flawlessly imperfect." He continued in a dreamy tone, like he was reciting the hymn of the universe. "Imperfectum est perfectio. Perfectio est illusionis. Imperfection is perfection and perfection is illusion. So, you are an illusion, Raven." He pointed his finger at Raven.

Ouch. That must have hurt, and it clearly did. I gaped at Raven.

"Oh, cut the crap!" Raven banged the coffee tray on the table.

"Hey! Hey! Calm down, brother. Calm down. It's not my fault. It's not your fault. It's all a predestined distraction." Ezra looked at the ceiling and I followed his gaze.

"Leave my ceiling alone," Asher cut in and I let out a silent chuckle.

"It's all her fault!" Ezra pointed his finger towards me and my reaction was so fast that I didn't even know when I turned my back towards them and concentrated on boiling the tea. "I was distracted because of her." "Leave my wife alone as well. You are just clumsy. End of argument," Asher said. I sneaked a glance at Asher.

Ezra opened his mouth, probably to argue more when Raven stuffed bread into his mouth.

Ezra sulkily chewed on the bread, the tension dispersing gradually. Raven's chuckle broke the remaining tension, and when Asher smiled, shaking his head in amusement, I knew I had nothing to worry about.

was this ache in my chest and I knew exactly where it was coming from. As much as I disliked admitting it, I couldn't deny that I had been alone for as long as I could remember. I had a father, but I always felt like an orphan and the family's touch, siblings'

like to be Nathalia. Would I have a family that loved me unconditionally? Would I have a father who spoiled me, a

out for Nathalia. He protected her, creating a safe space for her. It was heartwarming to see

breath to ease the

we see others have something we

with someone way too long, and now that longing was crashing on me all at once, threatening to drown me

about putting up a facade for others. I often did that to myself because, whenever thoughts like these encased my mind, deep

with things that many only dreamt of having. Food, water, clothes, home. And

Ezra would drink the tea, but for some unknown reason, I

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staying in the limits the universe has defined for our kind. Like light and shadows, good and evil must persist together in the world. The universe always tries to keep the contrasts

subtle tension building between them. It wasn't threatening like the

No tampering with nature, Ezra. Just those vermin. So the poison

with their poisoning schemes. But I

they talking about? Who were they plotting against? And what did these people do to

the teacup on the table in front of

said

smiled back at him

I had noticed the triplets also kept each other in balance. When two were in conflict, the third would pacify the situation. I didn't even want to imagine a situation where all

back beside Asher and retreated

clash of thoughts and ideologies, they shared a bond among themselves, a connection that made them touch their humane

outsider, I was glad to see this side of the

all those poisons," Ezra smirked with