Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 81

Chapter-81. The first lecture

[Xanthea]

It took me about five minutes to reach Azum's library.

As I jogged closer to the library, I heard the crackling noises of the lightning coming from within.

Oh no!

"Zosha-"

I was about to open the double door of the library, but I stopped, panting slowly.

The pressure of the power that came from beyond the door was enough to root me where I stood.

Zosha was having a power outburst. If I entered now, I'd be killed in seconds.

I can't be reckless this time.

Something must have triggered her again.

I clenched my fists and took a deep breath.

"Zosha..." I called out in a calm tone. She might not respond, but I knew she could hear me. "I know you are trying to control your powers. I know you are trying to fight. Keep fighting!"

The air crackled with static electricity and the door rattled violently, as if a hurricane raged just beyond it.

"Don't give up! I'm right here!" I cried, placing my hand on the door.

The door stopped shaking, and I felt a push from the other side, as if Zosha had placed her hand against it. "Please..." came Zosha's faint voice.

"Zosha..."

"Please... just go away!" she screamed.

"No, Zosha, I-"

I gasped as the bolts of lightning dendritically cracked the door and burst out through it, crackling and sparking.

I stepped back, and suddenly everything slowed down.

I could clearly see the lightning threads zap through the air as they shot toward me.

Bracing myself, I clenched my jaw.

There wasn't enough time to dodge.

Damn it!

Raven-

Something struck my body, hurling me backward. Lana had leaped between me and the lightning, her wings expanding to twice their size, absorbing every spark.

"No! Lana! Uh-ugh!" I stretched out my hand toward her before my back slammed into the wall, knocking air right off my lungs as I crumpled to the floor.

Everything happened so fast that by the time I got a hold of myself and looked at Lana again, she was lying on the floor, her body completely disfigured, her wings perforated and partially detached from her body. The door of the library was wide open, filled with the fading flickers of light bursting out from gaps between the overgrown vines that had coiled itself around Zosha's body like bandages around a mummy. "Lana! Zosha!"

I scrambled closer to Lana. By then, even the last ounce of Zosha's power had dispersed. Gathering Lana's body into my arms, I pulled her onto my lap and struggled to my feet. "Lana! Hold on, I'll take you to the hospita-"

Suddenly, Lana's body convulsed and slipped from my arms, hitting the floor. I gaped at her in dread.

"Alpha warned me about the cat's power, but..."

returned to normal, and green scintillas swirled around her like fireflies, restoring most of her body. However, red patches lingered

smirked, jerking her wrists

sharper than blades erupted from the vines coiled

broke into

a fly. Shame on you," Lana humphed at Zosha. "Double shame for all the wasted potential you hold by not controlling the healing powers that could have been on par with a dragon's. Triple shame on you for being so stupid. When Alpha said I might have found a competition, I got excited. But a power as destructive as

sprung out of the vines,

plants and their growth. In some

placed my hand over

event and he chose Lana as my healing partner because he knew something like this might happen. He considered

helped me help Zosha through Lana. Or was it a coincidence, and I was

the dilemmas in my mind

protected that kid," Lana said, glancing toward the extreme corner of the library. Behind the fluttering curtains was a giant bud of leaves that

into the library towards them. Squatting near them, I said.

he looked into my eyes. "They were there, waiting for her. It was a trap. Kieth wants her gone not just from Helxton, but from this pack as well. He planned all this. He knew Zosha would try to help this kid like she helped the ones before him. Zosha panicked, and she attacked the

"What?"

severely injured. The back up will be here any time. I can't let them catch her. They'll crush her. They'll end her. They'll imprison her in the Novem pack. Once she's in that accursed place, there will be no escape for her. She's young and already

took in a dry gulp, licking my lips as I turned back and looked at the

from the thorny stabs. Blood trickled from her injuries, but the electricity coursing

my bag and pulled out a fit-it-all, searching for a potion

outburst, then the kid

to protect the kid and me from her powers, thanks to

tensed

since she last met you in the forest. Her outbursts are still out of her control, but like you saw, she's able to control who she protects when that happens. Although

got up, still cradling the kid against his chest,

near Zosha, he gently placed the

playing a soothing melody. The tune was so relaxing it pacified even

my body felt lighter, as

healing; it was actually healing. And not

more peaceful sleep than before. The red patches on Lana's skin had faded, and

the organ and got

you are to cure a faerie princess without her permission?" Lana glared at

to visit 00005s.org for the full experience. You won't find

near Lana. His expressions grew bluer as

get your permission, but they'll be here any time," Azum nervously glanced towards the door and then gave Lana an apologetic smile. "But your wings. They'll need special care to heal-" "I

vial of potion from his coat. "But just in case, keep this and apply it on your wings twice a day for a week. I am sorry you had

think you should take

me, got to his feet, and

do that,"

"M-me?"

stopped looking for. I know I am asking for too much..." he clenched his jaws. "But...

the fit-it-all in my fist

I myself am at the

you are here today of all times means something. Tabun, unmei kamoshirenai (Perhaps, it might

I tilted

looked at

song). The harmony your soul song creates with hers creates a mysterious melody that even I can't

"My soul song?"

snapped toward the distant

Azum mumbled, his voice dominated by the

breaths turned shallow, my fingers growing cold with

knelt between Zosha and the unconscious child, clutching the

or choose. I had to help

Think,

mind raced, grasping for any solution

hide them here for

door, his overcoat fluttering as he partially shut the doors, obscuring us from the approaching

and whizz, Boredbones shot out of the pouch, grabbed Zosha and

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