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 on her arms and

fun!" Lana smirked, jerking her wrists firmly together before her

the vines coiled

broke into a mocking

me, but you can't heal even 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 yours is not suitable

of the vines, followed by

Lana could control and manipulate the plants and their growth. In some intricately complex

placed my hand over my thundering

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

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

my chest, but the dilemmas in my mind cleared away as soon

said, you aren't completely useless. After all, you protected that kid," Lana said, glancing toward the extreme corner of the library. Behind the fluttering curtains was a giant bud of leaves that bloomed, revealing Azum protectively

I rushed into the library towards them. Squatting near them, I said. "Kieth. He might have

Kieth wants her gone not just from Helxton, but from this pack as well.

"What?"

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

lips as I turned back and looked

body was covered in wounds from the thorny stabs. Blood trickled from her injuries,

unzipped my bag and pulled out a fit-it-all,

had a power outburst,

The kid's fine. Zosha was able to protect the kid and me from

tensed my brows,

Her outbursts are still out of her control, but like you saw, she's able to control who she protects when that happens. Although it's limited to one or

still cradling the kid against his chest, and trudged to

placed the kid on the

a worn-out mouth organ from his overcoat, he wrapped his palms around it and started playing a soothing melody. The tune was so relaxing it pacified

hearing that relaxing music, my body felt lighter, as

it was actually healing. And not just me,

deeper, more peaceful sleep than before. The red patches on Lana's skin

organ and got

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expressions grew

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 am very much capable of healing them myself. I don't

out a 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 to go through this, but

think you should take

looked at me, got to

should do that," he

"M-me?"

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

the fit-it-all in

I myself am at the mercy of

fact you are here today of all times means something. Tabun, unmei kamoshirenai (Perhaps, it might be fate)..."

I tilted my

looked at

The harmony your soul song creates with hers creates

"My soul song?"

toward the distant sound of footsteps echoing

here," Azum mumbled, his voice dominated by the

turned shallow, my fingers growing cold with

the unconscious child, clutching

to decide or choose. I had to help them.

Think, Xanthea.

mind raced, grasping for any solution when my

can hide them here for

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

Boredbones shot out of the pouch, grabbed Zosha and the

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