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.

broke into chaos. People began

man who looked like police ran through the crowd, trying to calm them

It's you brats!" He pointed his microphone

head, standing absolutely

oh. Time to run!"

lady to her feet and handed her the umbrella before he grabbed my hand and we

from vendors to hinder the police's path and stopped only once

"What?"

"Pretend. Fast!"

tiptoes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned

against one another, both of

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

must have gone

following us passed

were gone, I bit my lips, breaking into

wrapped around my waist. He pulled me closer, his eyes lingering on my

couldn't

hellhounds and why is everyone scared of them?" I smiled, suppressing

hungry against mine, wanting more, demanding more. I shut

more breathless

soul like flesh and bones. If they attack an immortal, he spends a few extremely excruciating months in the hospital. Immortals can't die, but they can get hurt pretty badly. And to answer your second question, we ran because

eyes dropped to

being my husband is your

me as well. Remember?" Holding

potion to keep love alight all night. We have it all, we sell it all!

eyes with a

from me, and we came out of the alley. He scrolled on his phone, reading

to get you the standard healer's potion kit from Potion Nation," he mumbled

him with quick

forget to visit 00005s.org for the full experience. You

their lids. The colorful potion that filtered light in such a way, it was impossible to

said. A tray of

those vials." Ezra pointed towards the vials that had caught

sir. They will be more expensive than the

widened as

to an inner chamber. "Prepare a

demeanor had turned fidgety. She looked

prepare your order, sir. Would you like to

strength potion for my wife to boost her stamina." Ezra looked at me. And it didn't even

to

pack it, but these potions must be taken under a healer's supervision," the owner said. I could feel

I can guarantee he, too, would

air, I broke into

I pointed at the vials with tapering pointed ends that looked like horns. The pink and blue light in them seemed to be alive and swirled around the circular ridges

I said to change the subject, and

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

thought as the horror behind the production of those vials flashed before my eyes. They no longer looked

more like a family treasure. Our hunters hunted these unicorns in

said, and the owner looked at

he say? A

dare

"Five millions," Ezra raised.

"Sir-"

If my wife wants it, she'll have it. My wife owns