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

knit as he smiled, kissing

did well, angel," he said, stroking her

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

"Alpha..." Xanthea whispered.

baby," Ezra

cheesy high school romance?" Raven

little drunk," Xanthea said, burying her

Ezra said, picking her in

barely had a few sips of wine and she's already drunk. Typical omega

Xanthea and then at

safe trip back home, my

sure know how to read the

might not need another

my eyes, I stared

future and for some, it's

a society and as much as I would like to cover this up, unfortunately, it's the truth of

let out a dry

you can pray. At least your prayers will be answered

to put Xanthea in the

"Are we going back?"

"Yes," Ezra said.

not go back, please?" she said in a slightly

at now?" Raven

back..." she whispered weakly. "Are we going to

clear in his eyes

a crestfallen tone. "So we should stop pretending to

again!" Raven ran his fingers

quivering voice. "Can you please stay for a little longer?

eyes softened as he gazed

her reassuringly. "Even when we go back, I don't

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looked at him

kissed her forehead, making her sit in the passenger seat. "Now get some rest, darling love." He

blushed. Grabbing his tie, she pulled him into

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

with her, he isn't responding," Raven got up, pacing across the room as he tried

won't have a solo with her,"

How can you be

know Ezra well," I

should say you

surveillance and see what

With the swift motion of my hand,

less than a minute, he teleported

the surveillance on Raven's

He knows she is emotionally and mentally drained. So no matter how much he wants it, he 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 time to recover. And for that, he will take her somewhere she could

only one

I was right.

from her and drove out of

dozed off almost

looked at the empty backseat of

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

figure carved out of nothingness on the

folding his hands across his chest. "By the way,

find

past 9:09. She should be in the Aile castle performing her duties. She can rest after that until dawn. In

through

know," Ezra said, looking at Xanthea

with her?" Raven

just drunk," Ezra

knit his brows, analyzing

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