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 fucking

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

terrified - like she wanted to help, but was

he forced himself to sit up. Blood streamed down from his messy fringes,

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

twisted his broken leg. His bones snapped back into place with an unnatural crack, the

how there was no 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 -

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

he was, standing as though he was never hit by a

With the speed he was regenerating, it wasn't surprising

from his

coat over one arm, he calmly strode

"Do my wounds no longer satisfy your ego?" He asked, and

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

to hurt me because that made you happy, gave you a

at him with wide

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

does that even

allowed me to hurt

my ribs shatter. It felt as though a haze that had densely cobwebbed

- allowed -

twisted in

Not possible!

kind of control over another person. This

tension in

noticed. 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

to me, the faint sound of his boots echoing with every

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 with a

his hand slid down my arm, holding

groan, trying to not yield to him as his crushing

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even think about breaking them. What

about to break my fingers,

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

all I could do was stand there,

closer to my ear, his voice

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

a tight gulp as my throat closed up, and I struggled to utter a

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 you won't

and turned around to leave, but

quivered as I

didn't

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! People hate me! I know! And it's all your fault! You think I had it easy? Then let tell you,

growled, breathing heavily. My voice reverberated through the

only you were never born, if only you didn't exist - father wouldn't have abandoned me for 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

dry lips as I swallowed hard. But my stomach

agony. And I know the day is not far...

glanced at me over his

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 stomach, rising to

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

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

remained

said in an impassive tone, as

to me, damn

walked into the invisibility of thin air, uniting

I roared. "Don't run away,

head, struggling to draw in breaths, but a strange numbness took over my body

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