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.

abilities were no joke. It was sickening how beyond perfect he was at every

his back. He took in

- like she wanted to help, but was too scared to approach

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

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

breath, Asher twisted his broken leg. His bones snapped back into place with an unnatural crack, the periphery of his vision enclosing

his bones through his

experiences for us demon werewolves, and unlike our flesh and skin, our bones didn't regenerate

as though he was

regenerating, it wasn't surprising to see him drenched in sweat. Regeneration used up a lot of energy,

blood from

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

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

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

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,

frowned at him with wide

Al-allowed?

What rubbish!

does that

allowed me

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

allowed

bitter twisted in

Not possible!

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

ease the tension in my body,

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

as Asher stepped closer to me, the faint sound of

his hand on my shoulder, but it felt as though I was being crushed beneath a mountain. His aura

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

not yield to him as

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I'll break you before you can even think about breaking them. What do you think will break first? Your body? Or

fingers, and

already broken?"

throat out. But all I could do was stand there, my jaw clenched so tight

leaned closer to my ear, his

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

my throat closed up, and I

not kids anymore, Raven. Learn to control yourself. And if 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 have to teach

turned around to leave,

chin quivered as I

he didn't turn around

Asher! I am a fucking loser!

heavily. My voice reverberated through the parking

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 too, Asher, by the person you want

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

I can't 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 day is not far... because the person you need the most, the person who can hurt

at me over

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.

twisting ache churned in my stomach,

later, Xanthea will get pregnant. What will you do then? You can protect her from me,

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

but he remained silent and then looked over his shoulder at

impassive tone, as

to me,

walked into the invisibility

me, Asher!" I roared. "Don't run away,

a strange numbness took over my body and I fell to

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