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.

out of the hall, wiping the hand Ezra had touched with a handkerchief while Xanthea studied

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

had walked right behind her, and she had barely noticed me.

high ponytail. My fingers glided down her silky hair with the tie, setting her hair free from all

hair swirled as she turned around to face me. How they cascaded down in slow mesmerizing waves, spilling over her neck and falling gracefully across her chest. Her

wide eyes flickered into a dazed fear when she realized

struggled to maintain her defenses.

fists to regain the control she had lost

different - like she was scared because she had

out what my little omega was

extended my hand to Xanthea for

unfurled her fist, taking my hand. Her fingers were tense,

fever. Her touch was gentle, yet it felt as though I was bruised all over, aching inside out. Clutching her fingers tighter, I pulled her in; her veiled face inches away from

warmth of her breath slipping through the thin fabric, lingering heavily against my lips. The effects of the scent mask had withered, setting her sweet heat pheromones free to challenge my senses and test my patience. And when I inhaled her

but the way her fingers writhed within

grip especially around

as

she looked at me, her

only made the handshake even more tantalizing.

like they do when I am buried deep inside her. I felt my cock grow harder as

rising and falling with shallow, uneven breaths as she tried to avoid my touch. Goosebumps ran down

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

watching as horror spread like wildfire across her eyes. Horror of being caught red-handed in a

resort to desperate measures to appear important. And even though you're nothing special, you wanted to look important in front of the council today, didn't you?" Her breath hitched, turning rougher as I squeezed her fingers tighter, feeling

pulse quickened, betraying the panic she tried so hard to conceal. For a moment, our eyes met, and I saw it - fear, defiance, and something dark enough to drown an immortal. "Why? Your fragile little heart couldn't bear the sight

to her lips, then rose back to meet her bloodshot eyes, flushed with tears. Her possessive glare remained locked on me, her jaw clenched tight as she refused to show the pain I

was right. She was...

matter if they were brimming with passionate hatred

got, the more it turned me

my wrist. "What

go," Asher's cold

smiled, freeing

I said, holding her gaze as she absentmindedly caressed her fingers. "Tsk! Her life

Nyssa and then looked at me

Ezra. "And all I can say to you is... your future no

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 with incredulous

also knew I'd never forgive myself for it, but I couldn't

whatever turmoil was going on inside me. I had done the same with Asher

step towards him, but Asher blocked my path, stepping in

icy gaze piercing mine. It wasn't a request;

wanted to be here in the first place," I sneered,

I dragged Nyssa away, the entire day played out in my mind - from fucking Xanthea

enough, wasn't fast enough to get away from the

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