Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-54. Healer bazaar

[Xanthea]

Healer Bazaar: Where magic meets medicine

Catering needs of healers since the beginning of the time.

(In collaboration with Helxton and Wrengmore)

I read the words on the arched wooden hoarding.

Multi-storey buildings flanked the cobblestone pathway.

There was something about the vibe of this place that filled me with excitement and fear.

It looked shady and sophisticated at the same time, as though it was some high-end black market for millionaire mafia and drug dealers. The place was too much to take in at the first glance.

The market was brimming with public and all kinds of people, creatures and demons. And not just the land, but air too. The creatures who could fly did their shopping directly from the second floor and above.

The gray and dark ambience of the place was illuminated by the yellow and golden lightbulbs that looked out of place yet aesthetic. As we passed by, I caught sight of my reflection in the glass facade of a nearby shop.

Before coming here, Ezra took me to a private boutique where I changed my clothes.

I wore a light gray above knee dress with sparkles scattered across the net fabric. My hair was styled with a silky gray bow. I wore matching tie up heels and light makeup.

And Ezra put on an informal attire with a dark green hoodie, beige pants and a cap. He also hid his alpha presence. He probably wanted to hide his identity.

My heart leaped into my throat as I flinched away from the path of the spiders and scorpions that were about the size of a dog. A man in a hooded robe walked in between them, holding their leashes that were attached to spiders' pincers and scorpions' stingers.

I gaped at them until they went out of sight and disappeared into the crowd.

My eyes went to several students wearing scrubs and lab coats. They hoarded around a wooden stall under the tent that levitated above their heads.

SALE! SALE! Trending healer fashion at an affordable price!

I read a banner that floated like a snake above our heads.

"Watch out for raining snakes!"

"Yeah! Watch out for raining snakes! Hahaha!"

A group of winged children, their bat-like wings flapping violently, swooped overhead, knocking over a basket on the third floor of a building as they passed.

I gasped, freezing where I stood as I saw the snakes falling freely right towards me.

Turning on his heels, Ezra pulled me to his other side. With a deft motion of his hand, he grabbed a vintage umbrella that an old lady used as a walking stick and shielded me from the snakes.

The snakes hissed as they hit the ground, raising their heads. I walked closer to Ezra, clutching the front of his hoodie. He wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me off the ground, away from the snake's direct reach.

Ezra's one growl and all the snakes slithered away.

"Not my snakes again! You brat! Come back here! Devil's love!" The vendor cursed. He said love as though it was somehow analogous to fuck.

"No manners! These days! Kids out of the cage! Put them back in that damn dungeon! Smack the life out of them!" The old lady grumbled. She had flopped on the floor without her umbrella's support and from her temper, I could tell that she was in no mood to accept an apology.

Not that I expected Ezra to apologize.

But I didn't expect him to create another chaos to drown away this one either.

"Hellhounds on the loose! Hellhounds on the loose! Save your ass! Get away! Run!" He shouted.

market broke into chaos. People began

are no hellhounds here! Who spread the rumor?" A fat man who looked like police ran through

brats!" He pointed his microphone towards Ezra and

my head, standing

Time to run!" Ezra

before he grabbed my hand and we broke into

into people, knocked off the stuff from vendors to hinder the police's path and stopped only once we

"What?"

"Pretend. Fast!"

tiptoes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned closer

both of

brats? I am putting them behind the bars today!" I heard the police

must have gone

following

were gone, I bit

hands wrapped around my waist. He pulled me closer, his eyes lingering on my lips before they traveled back to

couldn't stop

And what are hellhounds and why is everyone scared of them?" I smiled, suppressing my laughter. Licking

wall as he deepened the kiss. His lips were hungry against mine, wanting more, demanding more. I shut my eyes, my heart still pounding wildly in my chest. A moan escaped my lips when we

more breathless

in the hospital. Immortals can't die, but they can get hurt pretty

eyes dropped to his

my husband is your identity

towards me as well. Remember?" Holding my gaze, he

all night. We have it all, we sell it all! You desire, we serve. Come get

He shut his eyes with

tore himself from me, and we came out of the alley. He scrolled on his phone, reading the list Raven had

so I need to get you the standard healer's potion kit from Potion

followed him

full experience. You won't find the next chapter

lids. The colorful potion that filtered light in such a way, it was impossible to not be captivated. The store was furnished like a

sir," she said. A tray of clattering glass

those vials." Ezra pointed towards the

vials, sir. They will

the lady. Her eyes widened as she skimmed her eyes from the card to Ezra's face that

looking towards the door that probably led to an inner chamber. "Prepare a premium Helxton kit!" Then

fidgety. She looked more nervous than

seat while we prepare your order,

Pack an extra vial of strength potion for my wife to boost her stamina." Ezra looked at me. And it didn't even take me a second to

to be interested in

can pack it, but these potions must be taken under a

And I can guarantee he,

on air, I

pink and blue light in

they beautiful?" I said to change the subject, and the

vials made of horns of baby unicorns," she said with a

heart twisted at the mere thought as the horror behind the production of those vials flashed before my

get enhanced considerably," the owner said. "But they are not for sale. They have been the pride of our store for generations. They are more like a family treasure. Our hunters hunted these unicorns in the Celestial realm, smuggled them here, and we created vials out of them. It is one of a kind in

Ezra said, and the owner looked at

did he

dare

"Five millions," Ezra raised.

"Sir-"

it, she'll have it. My wife owns everything