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. It was sickening how beyond

his back. He took in a few gasps, choking as he

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

cough, he forced 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

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

his bones through his torn flesh and ruptured blood

bone was one of the most painful experiences for us demon werewolves, and unlike

was, standing as though he was never hit by

his black 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 sweat. Regeneration used up a lot of energy, so excess sweating was normal in this condition. At least something

wiped off the blood from

calmly strode towards me, his face

a disturbing ripple through me. "Do my wounds no longer satisfy your ego?" He asked, and

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

should, Raven. Because I will not let you burn Ezra or Xanthea to fuel your ego. All these years, since childhood, I have allowed you to hurt me because that made you happy, gave you

frowned at him with

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

that

allowed me to hurt

It felt

- allowed

twisted

Not possible!

kind of control over another person. This

tension in

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

stepped closer to me, the faint

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

his hand slid down my arm, holding my fingers

trying to not yield to him as his crushing grip tightened

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

my fingers, and I

already broken?" He said, and my

I could do was stand there, my jaw clenched so tight

closer to my ear, his voice dropping to a dangerous

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

my throat closed up, and I struggled to

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 have to teach you and I promise

took a step away from me and turned around to leave, but

quivered as I smirked,

didn't

up I am?" I said, staring at 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? Then let tell you, fucker - abandonment is not

reverberated through the parking lot. I

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 person you want the

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

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

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,

ache churned in my stomach, rising to my

you truly are, 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 Viella and this whole fucking world, but how will you

hit his hurting nerve, although there was nothing soothing about

remained silent and then looked

in an impassive tone, as

me,

but he gradually walked into the invisibility

away, you coward! Turn around

to draw in breaths, but a strange numbness took over

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