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.

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

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

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

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

seconds. This was probably the first time she had witnessed his

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

how there was no hint of pain on his face even when he was snapping his bones through his torn flesh and ruptured blood

for us demon werewolves, and unlike

he was never

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

his coat over one arm, he calmly strode towards me, his face blank, his

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

as our eyes locked in a silent

to fuel your 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

frowned at him with wide

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

that even

allowed me to

shatter. It felt as though a haze that had densely cobwebbed my chest for years slowly tore apart, splitting me

- allowed

bitter twisted in my

Not possible!

way anyone could have that kind of control over another person.

tension

I never dodge your attacks. Be it on a physical or mental level. Hurt me all you want, Raven, because I am only a reflection of everything you

to me, the faint sound of his boots echoing with

but it felt as though

do..." his hand slid

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

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about breaking them. What do you think will

break my fingers, and I braced myself, but

one who's already broken?" He said, and my body shivered with

But all I

leaned closer to my ear, his voice dropping

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

throat closed up, and I struggled to

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

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

chin quivered as I smirked,

halted, but he didn't turn

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! People hate me! I know!

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

that was precious to me!

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

see when that happens. It will be the happiest day of my life and I swear... I'll enjoy every second of your agony. And I know the

glanced at me

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 don't understand you, and honestly, I don't want to. Because I know I'll hate what I find. And so will

ache churned in my stomach, rising to

she realizes who 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 protect

his hurting nerve, although

remained silent and then looked over his

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

to me,

walked into the invisibility of thin air, uniting

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

held my head, struggling to draw in breaths, but a strange numbness took over my body and I fell

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