Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-57. Embraced darkness

[Ezra]

Xanthea groaned, clutching her head as she struggled to recover from the impact of the realm jump. Her heartbeats turned more erratic. She glanced at me before turning her frenzied gaze outside the window as she scanned the roads of the Virgo pack for any sign of danger. Taking a tight gulp, she remained silent, her fists tightly clenched on her laps.

"Alpha..." she said, almost out of breath.

I didn't reply and kept driving.

Xanthea's hands trembled as she pressed them against the window, her breath turning into subtle gasps. She appeared more alarmed and paranoid, as though she firmly believed that her family and pack would attack her the moment they saw her.

"What's the most luxurious mall in your pack?" I asked, breaking the silence between us.

She kept peering outside the car window. I bet the voices in her mind were so loud right now; she couldn't even hear my voice. "Xanthea!"

"Huh!?" she gasped, snapping her neck in my direction.

"What's the biggest mall around?" I reiterated, lifting a brow.

"Why are we here?" she asked.

Straight to the point, huh?

"Shopping," I said.

"Are we?" she asked, staring at me..

I sighed.

"Don't you wanna know what happened to your family after the fire?" I asked with a stoic face, staring at the road ahead of me.

Stalling her breaths, she peered at me, but I could tell in one glance she was zoning out.

"No..." Her voice came out fainter than a whisper. "I don't want to know a thing about them. I-I just don't wanna go back to them. Please alpha, take me back to the Infernal pack, please..."

"But I want your family to know what happened to you. They are way too happy thinking you are dead-"

"I don't care what they think!" she raised her voice, shutting her eyes tightly. "I have been dead to them from the moment I was born. It doesn't matter what they think of me now. It's good that they think I am dead. I just don't wanna go back there. Please alpha..." My jaws clenched at her words.

I could only imagine the horrors they put her through for hell to become a better place than home. The same hell that mortals feared by their wits.

the city, Xanthea's

dress over her thigh in her fists. Her breath was rapid and shallow. "Are you going to

you don't want me to attend college,

and the sight of her terrified expression pierced through

you say, just... Please

she begged, and I felt something

worthless pack again, then you worry for nought," I said

you don't understand... I-I...

As I reached out to wipe off her tears, she flinched and my fingers stopped

hand, I took a deep breath. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but it was necessary. Today might just be the most important

my eyes," I said

she bit down on

me,

her body, she opened her eyes and

want to return to its cage and

worst part of it all was, I could understand how numb she was right now mentally, how disturbed she was psychologically and how desperate she

to stop me from sharing this part of my life

the inaudible noise and jitter in her aura came to a sudden standstill.

how you feel right now, then you are wrong. I have been through it all. I have been where you are. There is not an emotion you feel I haven't already felt. I have been unwanted, unwelcomed, an eyesore

widened slightly and there was a shift in the way she looked at me. Although I tried to not look

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steering

on this level. I didn't want to reveal this part of me, but at

who hated..." I paused, taking a deep breath. "Who hated the mere sight of me because I was... weak. A mother for whom I was never nothing more than

across my inner cheek before I bit down on

exactly how they were etched on my mind. "I have been my mother's biggest failure." Xanthea looked at me as though she had gone numb by

who didn't care whether you existed or not, I had a father who made me regret

I couldn't breathe. But this sensation had been so normal, it had lost all its power it once had over me. "But that's not what matters. What matters is what I learned when I was below the rock bottom.

could help myself. Only me. So I swore to myself that I'd get stronger, no matter the price I paid, no matter how that

paused, holding back the disaster wreaking

how desperately, madly, I needed this power, this strength. But there's still time for you, angel. Your kindness won't save you, but your corruption will. You'll have to pay the

shuddering breath, covering her mouth with her hand as she looked away, as if it was too unbearable to

it now, but you will need power in the coming future, especially to fight against us," I said, and

me blankly, breathing

I smiled faintly.

it was because you were somehow so fragile, yet so strong. Mentally, mostly. But you'll need more than just your brain to survive this marriage. Your life is in your hands.

it even before I could. That's why he asked me not to get too attached to her. But from everything I just shared with her, I could no

I looked at Xanthea.