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.

immortal werewolf, Asher's endurance of pain and regeneration abilities were no joke. It was sickening how beyond perfect

took in a few gasps, choking as he spurted and coughed out blood from his mouth after every

Nyssa looked terrified - like she wanted to help, but was too scared to approach his

himself to sit up. Blood streamed down from his

regenerate such severe wounds in mere seconds. This was

snapped back into place with an unnatural crack, the periphery of his vision

when he was snapping his bones through his torn flesh and ruptured blood vessels. This wasn't normal - not even for a

unlike our flesh and skin, our bones didn't regenerate in seconds. It took hours for

as though he was never

Alpha coat, revealing the bloodstained and sweat-soaked white shirt clinging to his body like a translucent second skin. With the speed he was regenerating, it wasn't surprising to see him drenched in

off the blood from his chin

calmly strode towards me, his face blank,

a disturbing ripple through me. "Do my wounds no longer satisfy your

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

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 with wide

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

that

allowed me to

were mere words, but when they crashed against me, I felt my ribs shatter. It felt as though a haze that

allowed

bitter twisted in my

Not possible!

was no way anyone could have that kind of control over another person. This was just another one of his mind

tried to ease the tension in my body, but

a physical or mental level. Hurt 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 finger on Ezra or Xanthea

the faint

though I was being crushed beneath a mountain. His

hand slid down my arm, holding my

stifled a groan, trying to not yield to him as his crushing grip

enjoyment. The next chapter is just

you can even think about breaking them. What do you think

was about to break my fingers, and I braced

one who's already broken?" He said, and

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

to my ear, his voice dropping to a

Make sure there isn't a second. Because if there is... I will make sure

closed up, and

suppress your rage. If you can't 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 have to teach you

away from me and turned around to leave, but

as I smirked, forcing

steps halted, but he didn't

his back. "I am a mess, Asher! I am a fucking loser! People hate me! I know! And it's all your fault! You think I had it easy?

breathing heavily. My voice reverberated through the parking lot. I stepped closer

you! You took away everything that was precious to me! You ruined me! And that's

hard. But my

will be the happiest day of my life and I swear... I'll enjoy every second of your 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 over his

spent twenty-nine years with you, but you still remain a stranger to me. I don't understand you, and honestly, I don't want to. Because I know I'll hate what I find. And so will Xanthea. She might never be mine, but

churned in my stomach,

she'll fucking hate you. Sooner or later, Xanthea will get pregnant. What will you do then? You can protect her from me, from Nyssa, from

had hit his hurting nerve, although there was nothing soothing about

tightened at my words, but he remained silent and then looked

care of him," he said in an impassive tone,

me, damn

gradually walked into the

me! Answer me, Asher!" I roared. "Don't run away, you coward!

in breaths, but a strange numbness took over my

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