Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 89

Chapter-89. Allowed control

[Raven]

TW: Readers' discretion advised.

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'No potion was potent enough to heal his heart, so he drank poison and kept drinking it everyday ever since. Not to kill the pain, but to suffer an illusion and call it a cure that just made him sicker.

And he found solace in that sickness, his lantern heart flickering with flames of pride, but a drizzle of blood was enough to douse it off.'

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I started the car; the engine growling. My fingers rested loosely on the steering wheel as I shifted gears. Just as I was about to drive out of the parking lot, I saw Asher standing in my way near the exit. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

Instead of slowing down, I shifted into high gear. My foot slammed on the accelerator, and the car surged forward with a deafening roar.

Nyssa panicked. "Raven! What are you doing? Stop the car!" She grabbed my arm as her eyes darted frantically between Asher and me.

I could hear Nyssa's voice distantly, but her words dissolved into the roar of the engine and the fury pounding in my head.

The car charged straight at Asher. The distance between us closing in a heartbeat. The rush of adrenaline blurred everything but the sight of him standing challengingly in my path.

Something like this wouldn't do much damage to him, but it would shatter the cloak of invincibility he always wore, especially when his bones break and his body crack apart.

My heart thundered in my chest and the rush had left me lightheaded.

Asher didn't flinch. He didn't even blink.

In fact, the defiance in his impassive gaze stood like a dare. He could easily evade the crash, even at the last moment. I'd like to see him try!

My rage had become my thoughts to the point I wasn't really thinking.

"You're gonna hit him! Stop the car! We'll get into trouble! RAVEN! NO-"

My muscles twitched, fighting the urge to hit the brakes.

I pressed the accelerator harder; the engine screaming against the howling air resistance, until I slammed the brakes, hard-

SCREECH!

The force hurled me forward against the seatbelt; the air knocked from my lungs. The car came to a brutal halt, tires burning in a harsh drag. The ugly screech overpowered by the sickening thud of Asher's body crashing onto the hood, blood splattering across the windshield.

A ringing silence swallowed the parking lot, broken only by the haunting echo of his body hitting and rolling across the ground.

Nyssa shot out of the passenger seat, barely breathing as she rushed toward him.

The sharp scent of blood mingled with the gasoline fumes filled my lungs like toxins. It took a few seconds for the nauseating rush in my body to settle down.

I slammed my hands over the steering wheel.

That fucker!

In the last moment, right before the car was about to stop inches away from him, Asher had closed that distance by taking a deliberate step right towards my car. Unfastening the seatbelt, I stepped out of the car, just to see Asher lying facedown on the floor. His limbs were twisted at weird angles as blood pooled around him.

Clenching my jaws, I rolled my eyes, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the entire car.

I could still hear the faint echo of the crash ringing in my ears as I leaned against the car, peering at him.

His body remained motionless for a few seconds.

"Raven! Don't just stand there! Come here! Help him!" Nyssa yelled.

"No need," I said coldly.

and regeneration abilities were no joke.

in place, he pushed himself onto his back. He took in a few gasps, choking as he spurted and coughed out blood from his mouth

like she wanted to help, but was too scared to approach his dark aura that pushed

a cough, he forced himself to sit up. Blood streamed down from his

him regenerate such severe wounds in mere seconds. This was probably the

bones snapped back into

snapping his bones through his torn flesh and ruptured blood vessels.

unlike

standing as though he was never hit

skin. With the speed he was regenerating, it

wiped off the blood from

over one arm, he calmly strode towards

happy." His composed voice sent a disturbing ripple through me. "Do my wounds no longer satisfy

front of me, face-to-face, as our eyes locked in a

ego. All these years, since childhood, I have allowed you to hurt me because that made you happy, gave you a sense of accomplishment and control. But I won't allow you to do the

at him

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

that even

me

against me, I felt my ribs shatter. It felt as though a haze that had densely cobwebbed my

allowed

bitter twisted in my

Not possible!

no way anyone could have that kind of control over another person. This

tension in my

me all you want, Raven, because I am only a reflection of everything you hate about yourself. So, it doesn't matter what you do to me. But don't you dare lay a

me, the faint

me, he had merely placed his hand on my shoulder, but it felt as though I was being crushed beneath a mountain. His aura towered over me, pressing upon me

hand slid down my arm, holding my

to not yield to him

enjoyment. The next chapter

them. What do you think

my fingers, and I braced myself, but

break the one who's already broken?"

aching to rip his throat out. But all I could do was stand there, my

ear, his voice

second. Because if there is... I

took a tight gulp as my throat closed up, and I

suppress your rage, then channelize it somewhere better. You have done it before, you can do it again. Because if you don't, then I'll

from me and turned around to leave, but

quivered as I smirked, forcing

halted, but he didn't turn around to

think I don't know how fucked up I am?" I said, staring at his back. "I am a mess, Asher! I am a fucking loser!

breathing heavily. My voice reverberated through the parking lot.

you! You took away everything that was precious to me! You ruined me! And that's why I want everything that's precious to you! One day you'll be abandoned too, Asher, by the

licking my dry lips as I swallowed hard. But my stomach kept getting heavier, as

agony. And I know the day is not far... because the person you need the most, the person who can hurt you the most, has already

glanced at me

who I am, unfiltered. But you - who the hell are you!? I have spent twenty-nine years with you, but you still remain a stranger to me. I don't understand you, and honestly, I

churned in my stomach, rising to

who you truly are, she'll fucking hate you. Sooner or later, Xanthea will get pregnant. What will you do then?

hit his hurting nerve, although there was nothing soothing

words, but he remained

said in an impassive tone, as if he didn't hear

me,

the

Asher!" I roared. "Don't run away, you coward! Turn around and face

draw in breaths, but a strange numbness took over my body and I

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