Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-88. No escape

[Raven] "Luna candidate Xanthea," Isagi's voice reverberated through the hall. "With this contract, you begin a perilous journey no mortal has ever taken. I commend your courage and wish you all the very best for the challenges that lie ahead." The special jury exchanged hushed whispers, their voices barely audible. One got up and muttered something to Isagi, who gave a brief nod. Moments later, Isagi straightened and addressed the council once more, his voice calm but commanding.

"Now that the three official Luna candidates have been chosen, the jury wants to speed up the selection process. The candidates will be tested and watched closely based on hidden criteria. However, to ensure fairness, the Royal family will also test them based on open criteria..."

A wave of murmurs swept through the hall, which grew louder as Isagi continued.

"The reports from the former Lunas of the pack can cause a major shift in the ranks, so the candidates are expected to take these open tests seriously. They will receive a summons before each test begins. And with that, I conclude today's meeting..."

The hall rose to their feet. Most of the elders quietly left, while a few stayed back discussing the open tests and who might get an upper hand. While some of them approached Xanthea and Ezra, offering their congratulations. "Open tests? Raven, what are these now?" Nyssa said something, but I wasn't paying attention to her.

It bothered me how effortlessly Xanthea handled the conversations with the elders, maintaining a formal and confident poise. I couldn't stop thinking about all the ways I could shatter that composure right now.

I wondered how she'd react if I fucked her right here, in front of everyone.

How embarrassed would she be? How red and disturbed? How fiercely would she resist me, fight me, and what would she say when she begged me to stop?

Just the thought of my face being etched into her eyes like a trauma made my cock throb with a thrill I had never felt before.

I didn't realize how tightly I was clenching my jaws until a sharp pain shot through me as I tightened them even more the moment Ezra placed his hand around her waist.

He looked at her with a mix of surprise and pride, not expecting Xanthea to handle such formal social interactions so efficiently.

Draknor and the other ranks congratulated Ezra, having a lovely conversation with him.

"We should go, Raven," Nyssa muttered, barely containing her irritation.

"Not yet," I said, my eyes still on Xanthea.

"Then stay here and strip her naked with your eyes all night long!" Nyssa snapped, getting up, her hands clenched as she glared at me. "I'm leaving!"

I grabbed her wrist.

"We're leaving together," I said, meeting her gaze. "However, it'd be disrespectful to not congratulate them. Look at your other rival."

Nyssa shifted her glare at Viella, who got up from her seat and walked towards Xanthea with suppressed reluctance and curiosity.

Asher remained seated, peering at Xanthea with undivided attention.

"Congratulations, Xanthea. I'm Viella, Asher's luna. It's a pleasure to meet you." She extended her hand for a handshake.

Xanthea looked at Viella with an impassive expression, but I could clearly see the storm of emotions she was trying to conceal behind her forced smile as she extended her hand to shake Viella's.

Ezra smoothly stepped between them, shaking Viella's hand while shielding Xanthea behind him. This just thickened the charged tension that was already brewing between the ladies.

But Ezra wasn't taking any chances with Viella. One strand of her hair had enough poison to kill Xanthea.

"Thanks, Viella. It is indeed because of you I found my right woman," he said, faking a strained smile.

Viella shot a glare at Xanthea, taking her hand back with a jerk before she stormed down the dais.

wiping the hand Ezra had touched with a handkerchief while Xanthea studied her with a tense

she questioning why he didn't follow his Luna candidate, or was

were locked with Asher's, I had walked right behind her, and she had barely noticed

ponytail. My fingers glided down her silky hair with the tie, setting

hair swirled as she turned around to face me. How they cascaded down in

her curious wide eyes flickered into a

under my scrutiny, she struggled to maintain her defenses. Her confidence wavered. Her heart pounded louder, her breaths erratic. "Congratulations to

you," Xanthea replied, clenching her fists to regain the control she had lost over herself because

but today, it felt different - like she

out what my little omega was hiding behind

hand to Xanthea for a handshake.

quick gulp, she stared at my hand. Hesitating, she unfurled her fist, taking my hand. Her fingers were tense, her palm

beneath my skin shot throughout my body like a painful fever. Her touch was gentle, yet it felt as though I was bruised all over, aching inside out.

my lips. The effects of the scent mask had withered, setting her sweet heat pheromones free to

bit her lip as she fought to stifle a moan, but the way her fingers writhed within my grasp revealed

my grip especially around the

gritted her teeth, frowning as

she looked at

made the handshake even more

her breaths breaking sensuously exactly like they do when I am buried deep inside her. I felt my cock grow harder as her lips became increasingly irresistible behind the veil. My mouth went dry, consumed by an insatiable thirst that only those succulent lips

her face away, her chest rising and falling with shallow, uneven breaths

I whispered against her lips. "Tell me, Xanthea, why did you wear this veil? What are you trying to

her eyes.

important in front of the council today, didn't you?" Her breath hitched, turning rougher as I squeezed

defiance, and something dark enough to drown an immortal. "Why? Your fragile little heart couldn't bear the sight of your husbands with alpha women

possessive glare remained locked on me, her jaw clenched tight as she refused

right. She

me, a thrilling rush of excitement. Everything felt right as long as her eyes stayed locked on me. It didn't matter if they were brimming with passionate hatred or burning with bitterness - as long as her gaze remained on me; it was all

defiant she got, the

wrist. "What the hell are

her go," Asher's cold warning came from behind

smiled, freeing her

has no idea what she's gotten herself into," I said, holding her gaze as

Nyssa and then

I can say to you is... your future no longer looks as bright as your smile, brother.

pale, his grip on Xanthea tightening like she was slipping through his fingers. He pulled her behind him, his posture defensive. Breathing heavily, he stared at me

and I also knew I'd never forgive myself for it, but I couldn't hold back my words. It was as though I was possessed by the darkest

me because I knew of no other way to cope with whatever turmoil was going on inside me. I had done the same with Asher for ages and his

a desperate step towards him, but Asher blocked my path,

mine. It wasn't a request; it was a raw

be here in the first place,"

the entire day played out in my mind - from fucking Xanthea at

far I walked or how fast, I wasn't far enough, wasn't fast enough to get away from the chaos in my head. Nowhere even close to the peace and silence I craved

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