Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-64. My revenge

[Xanthea]

"Doctor! Call the doctor!" Meesa howled. "My baby! My Lia! Lia! Sweety! Respond to mamma! Baby!"

Taking a knife from the table, I walked closer to Nathalia.

"What do you want?" Meesa looked at the knife in my hand, hugging Nathalia protectively.

Nathalia was partially unconscious, her breaths faint and faltering.

"My revenge," I said, my voice low and detached as I knelt beside Nathalia and reached out to check her throat.

"What are you doing? Keep your filthy hands away from my daughter!" Meesa shoved away my hand. "Don't touch her, you wench-"

With stalled breaths, Meesa withdrew her hand as I pointed the knife at her.

"Mom! That's not what you call your daughter. I guess we need to set new ground rules to become a family again, Meesa," I said, coldly peering into her soul through her eyes. "And number one, keep your hands to yourself or I will break them." I smiled. "Don't worry, I will heal them later. This has been our love language, right? Hurting and healing each other? Pretending nothing's wrong."

Petrified, Meesa looked at the knife and then at me. I wasn't joking or playing around and maybe she felt it, too.

Checking Nathalia's breaths and pulse, I made Nathalia lie flat on her back and tilted her head upwards so she could breathe better. Using the knife, I cut off her clothes across her torso. "Nathalia! Can you hear me?" I patted her cheek.

She tried to breathe through her mouth, but couldn't.

Putting the knife aside, I placed my hand on her chest, starting the CPR. Locking my mouth with hers, I gave her breaths after every thirty chest compressions.

After a while, Nathalia's eyes widened as she gasped and broke into wheezes. She frantically held her neck, taking in deep breaths.

"Lia!" Nikolai and Meesa called out to her together.

I checked her pulses and breaths again. They were returning to normal. It took her a while to regain complete consciousness and when she did-

"Mom! Mom!" Shivering and frenzied, she sat up on her own and crawled away from me to her mother.

"It looks like she doesn't have any neck injuries, but it'll be better to take her to the hospital and have her checked thoroughly," I said.

I got up, breathing heavily as I trudged towards the dining table.

Sitting on the chair, I put aside the knife and clenched my hands together, trying to ignore Meesa's and Nathalia's united sobs and Nikolai's panicked voice as he checked on his sister.

the table, I held my head in my clammy,

exhausted. I just wanna go back home. But where exactly is

about my home, I came across Meesa's voice, dripping

fall far from the tree. You are just like your

eyes, I shook

change easily,

tipsy because of the

said, keeping his

Nikolai. She wanted to talk to us. So let

Nikolai's care,

and your mother's conceit and decisiveness. Kid?" she chuckled. "Don't make me laugh! You were the kid who reminded me every day of how my husband cheated on me with an omega. How he made me

I really hate this fruit so much. God, this is so irritating. I turned the fruit basket upside

while, probably peering at the fruits

healing. On one hand, she had an affair with my husband and on the other she helped me bear children with her unusual medicines. Pain and happiness, it was all started by your mother. Your

mother helped you-" Getting up from the chair,

Meesa nodded.

me with my barrenness. She gained my trust only to break it into millions of pieces. So, I couldn't bear to let 'you' take away the rights of my children." Nikolai and Nathalia looked at Meesa just as

want to blame someone, blame your mother!" Her voice shook with rage and pain. "Blame her for giving you birth. Blame her for dying after that, leaving your burden on me! And what did my husband say? Raise my Thea as your own! The child of a fucking mistress was

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my dry lips. I

anger and I understand where your pain comes from, but I didn't deserve to become an

me. I just wanted a little love, a little acceptance. I just wanted to be seen and accepted and celebrated like Nikolai and

Holding her chest,

into her eyes blankly, feeling a

thing to do. So I regret nothing. What you did to me was wrong. Your emotional baggage

wench!"

"Mom! Enough!" Nikolai intervened.

the tightness building in my

me, you are wrong. You just broke my body and not my spirit and now I am going to fulfill my mother's dream. I am going to become a

that wench of a witch like some goddess! You call me delusional, Thea? Seriously? What is your

brows, I

"Freya Plath," I said.

real name? Are you

looked at

moral compass now? No one knows where she came from. No one knows her name. No one knows what she was or did before she came here. Not even Valdimir. But my dear, I can tell you one thing for sure: your mother was a horrible

mother!" I raised my voice, clenching my fist. "My mother was a wonderful, beautiful woman. She was capable and confident and maybe that is why father chose her over you! He loved her more than you-" "SHUT