Chapter-65. The control(18+)

[Asher Xipher]

"You don't even come close to the dirt they walk on. Ezra. Asher. Raven. They are my husbands. They are my demon lords! And they are never going down!"

A small smirk played across Raven's lips as he peered at Xanthea on his phone screen.

I arrived at the Aile castle a few minutes ago, but Raven had been here for a while monitoring Xanthea and Ezra using his butterflies that were invisible to mortal eyes in the mortal realm. I looked at all the gifts placed on the table. It looks like Ezra had bought her a new phone and a laptop.

"You look proud of her," I said.

Cocking a brow, Raven lifted his eyes off the screen and scowled at me.

"Why will I be proud? This is the bare minimum she should have done for herself long ago," he said. "Moreover, after today, it might be a pain in the ass to control her."

"Is that so? Maybe I misinterpreted your smile," I said, lying down on the couch.

"I will be proud of her when she gets her healer's license and then she can help me access the forbidden knowledge you have been trying to hide from me with all your power," he said.

I shut my eyes, replying with my silence.

I heard him scoff, and then he concentrated on Xanthea again.

'You wanted them to accept her just enough so that they don't kill her. They have gotten attached enough. They have linked their personal twisted goals with her. Raven wants her for the research and Ezra needs her to heal himself. It's time you pull their reins before their attachment turns into an obsession.' Icifer, my demon wolf's warning, echoed in my head.

I replied to him with my silence as well.

Icifer was getting impatient because of Xanthea, but everything was under control. I wasn't going to pull any reins until she got pregnant.

Taking a deep breath, I sat up on the couch, stretching.

"Can I have a look as well?" I asked Raven.

"Suit yourself," he said.

"Thanks," I said and sat on the chair beside him.

Raven's butterfly flew out of the dining room. Ezra was pacing right outside the door.

"He... looks anxious," I said.

"Of course he is. He has been disturbed ever since Xanthea snapped and began devouring the food as though she might as well cannibalize herself," Raven said. "Hmm."

Given Ezra's childhood struggles with eating disorders, such a reaction wasn't surprising.

"By the way. Her stepmother revealed something interesting about her mother," Raven said.

"About her mother?" I looked at Raven.

"Looks like our little omega has a far more interesting origin than we thought. Freya Plath isn't her mother's real name. She stole someone else's identity," Raven chuckled, contemplating me. "Oh," I said.

"Oh? That's the most you can come up with after such a revelation?"

Was I supposed to act surprised when I wasn't?

"You don't seem much bothered by it, either," I said.

"Well, I don't really care who her mother is. I wanted her mother's books and stuff, and Xanthea has it all stored in her brain. She'll be much more useful to me than her dead mother's identity," Raven said matter-of-factly. "Makes sense."

I looked at Xanthea as she walked out of the room and shut the door roughly behind her.

She stood before Ezra, taking deep breaths.

From the rhythm of her breaths to her heaving chest, I could easily tell she was scared. Her fingers twitched because they were cold and numb. The way she trudged closer to Ezra, she was trembling from within, barely standing. Her facade of strength wasn't convincing.

Overall, no improvement

But maybe Ezra had a different opinion.

for her to walk to him, and then he pulled her into his

as he smiled, kissing the side of her

stroking

himself in the depths of my mind where he couldn't see Xanthea wrap

"Alpha..." Xanthea whispered.

baby," Ezra

Some kind of cheesy high school romance?" Raven

I might be a... little drunk," Xanthea said, burying her face in Ezra's

a little," Ezra said, picking her in

sips of wine and she's already drunk. Typical

then at

my lord

read the

a feeling you might not need another bride, my lord," Atticus

I

some, it's forging for the future and for some, it's karma for their past. And you must never pity the latter because their suffering is punishment for their own

failed her as a society and as much as I would like to cover this up, unfortunately, it's the truth of today's society. The weak suffer and often by hands that were meant to protect them. But

let out a dry

I don't think a soul like hers would be able to find a home there, either. But you can pray. At least your prayers will be answered by someone. We don't have that luxury," he said before walking through the corridors of the Virgo palace to the

about to put Xanthea in the car when she

"Are we going back?"

"Yes," Ezra said.

said in a slightly slurred tone,

she playing at

weakly. "Are we

at her, hesitation clear in his eyes

asked in a crestfallen tone. "So we should stop

Raven ran his fingers through his

for a little longer? I don't think I am ready to let go of you...

as he gazed

here, angel. As long as you want me," he whispered to her reassuringly. "Even when we go back, I don't

forget to visit 00005s.org for the full

at him

in the passenger seat. "Now get some rest, darling

tie, she pulled him into a

of Ezra's advancement in the communication channels we could text and

have a solo sex with her, he isn't responding," Raven

a solo

can you be so sure?" Raven

Ezra

You should say you control him

turn on your butterfly surveillance and see what he does," I said

of my hand,

than a minute, he teleported out of

on the surveillance

won't allow her to be physically drained. At least until he calms her down and silences the voices in her head. He will give her

was only one such place

I was right.

himself from her

dozed off almost

looked at the empty

your butterflies earlier," Ezra said. "Aren't you too eager for the sex night,

of nothingness on the

said, folding his

she'll find peace," Ezra

She can rest after that until dawn. In case you are forgetting, she starts her college tomorrow," Raven

him through the

said, looking at Xanthea who stirred in

with her?"

just drunk,"

knit his brows, analyzing Xanthea

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