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.

of pain and regeneration abilities were no joke. It was sickening how beyond perfect he was at every

took in

wanted to help, but was too scared to

himself to sit up. Blood streamed down from his

looked downright horrified, watching him regenerate such severe wounds in mere seconds. This was probably the first time she had witnessed

twisted his broken leg. His bones snapped back into place with an

hint of pain on his face even when he was snapping his bones through his torn flesh and ruptured blood vessels. This wasn't normal

of the most painful experiences for us demon werewolves, and unlike our flesh and skin, our bones didn't regenerate in seconds.

here he was, standing as though he

his body like a translucent second skin. With the speed he was regenerating, it wasn't surprising to see him drenched in sweat. Regeneration used up a lot of energy, so excess sweating was normal in this condition. At least something was normal

the blood from his chin and

arm, he calmly strode towards me, his face blank,

composed voice sent a disturbing ripple through me. "Do my

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

you burn Ezra or Xanthea to fuel your ego. All these years, since childhood, I have allowed you to hurt me

at him with wide

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

that even

me

shatter. It felt as though a haze that had densely cobwebbed my chest for years

allowed

bitter twisted in

Not possible!

of control over another

ease the tension

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

the faint sound of his boots

eye contact with 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

if you do..." his hand slid down my arm,

trying to not yield to him as his crushing grip tightened

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can even think about breaking them. What do you think will break first?

break my fingers, and I braced myself,

already broken?" He said, and

his throat out. But all I

leaned closer to my ear, his voice dropping to a

your first time. Make sure there isn't a second. Because if there is... I will

a tight gulp as my throat closed up, and

you can't control yourself, then 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

step away from me and turned around to leave, but my eyes remained fixed on

I

he didn't turn around to

am a mess, Asher! I am a fucking loser! People hate

heavily. My voice reverberated through the parking lot. I

away everything that was precious to me! You

back my hair, licking my dry lips as I swallowed hard. But my stomach kept getting heavier, as though it was slowly being

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

at me

a great man like you. I know I am not good for Xanthea, but at least I'm not fake. I am 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

ache churned in my

do then? You can protect her from me, from Nyssa, from Viella and this whole

laughed, knowing that I had hit his hurting nerve, although there was nothing soothing

remained silent and then looked

care of him," he said in an impassive tone, as if he didn't hear

me,

the invisibility of thin

away, you coward! Turn around and face me

breaths, but a strange numbness took over

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