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.

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

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

but was too scared to approach

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

watching him regenerate such severe wounds in mere seconds. This was probably the first time

Asher twisted his broken leg. His bones snapped back into

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

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

standing as though he was never hit

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

blood from his chin and looked

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

His composed voice sent a disturbing ripple through me. "Do my wounds no longer satisfy your ego?" He asked,

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

these years, since childhood, I have allowed you to hurt me because that made

him with

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

does that

me to

felt as though a haze

allowed -

twisted in my

Not possible!

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

ease the tension in my

Raven, because I am only a reflection of everything you hate about yourself. So, it doesn't matter what

eyes darkened as Asher stepped closer to me, the faint sound of his boots echoing with every

as though I was being crushed beneath a mountain. His aura towered over me, pressing upon me

slid

not yield to

on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

you can even think about breaking them. What do you

was about to break my fingers, and I braced

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

But all I could do was stand there, my jaw clenched

to my ear, his voice dropping to

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

closed up, and I

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 you won't

me and turned around to leave, but my eyes remained

as I smirked, forcing out

didn't turn around to

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

breathing heavily. My voice reverberated through

was precious to me! You ruined me! And that's why I want everything that's precious to you! One

hard. But my stomach kept getting heavier, as though it was slowly being filled

wait to 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

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 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

ache churned in my

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

hurting nerve,

remained silent and then looked over his

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

to me, damn

yelled, but he gradually walked into the invisibility of thin air, uniting

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

but a strange numbness

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