Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-93. Metamorphosis

[Asher]

For the time being, Xanthea was safe with Ezra in the Glass palace.

As for Raven...

"Why are we here?" Raven demanded an answer from Nyssa, closing the space between them, but Nyssa just hugged herself tighter, avoiding his gaze.

Nyssa had teleported Raven into the empty, dimly lit student lounge in Helxton.

When she didn't reply, Raven stepped closer to her, but she stepped away from him.

"Nyssa? What's wrong with you now?" Raven grunted. "I asked you a question. Why did you bring us here?"

Biting down on her lower lip, Nyssa looked at the majestic dragon skeletons that dominated the dark space.

"Because you always came here. I always found you under this dragon skeleton, staying alone day and night, studying like a madman. So today, I thought you might find yourself here again, under this very dragon," she said, her firm voice wavering slightly.

"What?" Raven frowned.

"You were the brightest student in our batch, Raven. Every professor at Helxton was impressed by your exceptional healing abilities, which you honed through sheer effort," Nyssa said, her voice hard with emotion. Raven squinted his eyes, trying to comprehend Nyssa's words.

"I envied you back then, but now I have nothing but respect for you. You are the best healer and alchemist in the Underworld only because you have earned it through your fucking blood, sweat, and tears." "What the hell are you even saying? This is so abrupt. I thought you wanted to spend the night-" Raven started, confusion dominating his voice.

"How can you be so self-centered, Raven?" Nyssa's voice quivered as she stared into his perplexed eyes. "Forget about me. You're so trapped within yourself that you can't even see how broken you are right now! You are in no condition to have sex, Raven!"

Taken aback, Raven studied Nyssa as she looked away, taking a deep breath and quickly wiping away her tears.

The silence in the lounge stretched as Raven shut his eyes, trying to get a hold of himself.

I knew the only person who could help Raven recover his true self was Nyssa, perhaps because no one understood him as deeply as she did - not even himself.

Nyssa has been a constant support for Raven and even today when she was so badly hurt by his actions, she was standing by his side. But he was about to lose even that support. It was time for him to stand all alone.

"When I first saw you," Nyssa began, her eyes lost in the reminisce of their memories. "I really wanted to ask why you looked so angry. But when I got to know you, I wanted to ask something else - but I didn't, because I was afraid I might break something that was barely staying together. But today, Raven, I really want to know... why did you look so... sad all the time?"

Slipping his hands in his pocket, Raven gazed at the dragon.

It wasn't that he didn't want to reply to her; he simply didn't know what to say.

Nyssa understood his silence, but she couldn't stop herself from snapping at him.

"After everything that's happened, what exactly are you trying to protect? Your ego? Your false reasons? Your hatred? Your envy?"

Raven clenched his jaws, lowering his gaze. She grabbed his arm and forced him to look at her.

"That omega is not the only one fucking with your emotions right now. Every hurtful word you said to Ezra is crushing you with a guilt that you know you can't escape."

Raven took a deep breath, allowing the weight of her words to settle on him.

"You'll never accept it, but what you did to Asher is weighing heavily on you." Tears filled Nyssa's eyes, as if she could sense all the pain in Raven's heart.

"Enough-" Raven said, his words shaking with his raging emotions.

"Asher was never your competition!" Nyssa's raised voice drowned away Raven's.

Running his fingers through his hair, Raven ran his tongue across his inner cheek.

"Everything you do has a reason behind it and no, it's not the reason you arrogantly plaster on the real ones. The real reason you made me stand against Viella for the Luna rank is that you knew she wasn't the right woman for Asher. You understood that for whatever political or social reasons, he couldn't just break off his engagement with her."

"This is ridiculous..." Raven scoffed, frustration draining into his eyes as he glared at Nyssa.

"Deny it all you want, but you care about Asher, perhaps more than you care about Ezra or yourself... because you see him. He has always been your coping mechanism. What can be a better relief to pain, insecurities, and inferiority complex than rage and hatred? And since you lost your only coping mechanism today, you turned to me to help you run away from yourself... but I can't do that."

"For devil's sake, Nyssa-"

you touch me! Not when I know you'll be thinking of some other woman finding her warmth on my skin, wishing her body was wrapped around yours, not mine. That thought isn't just disturbing, it's disrespectful to me... to our relationship. You don't touch a woman to distract yourself from some other woman or to prove something to someone. You touch a woman because when she is around, you

face, which turned into shock for a split second before impassiveness took over as he glanced at the tears that streamed down

of Raven's heart, but I was certain he cared about Nyssa. Whether it was

You may not get tired of running away from them, but the people around you will. And eventually, they'll give up on

reached out to wipe Nyssa's tears, but she stepped farther away

yourself to Asher. You can never be Asher Xipher,

Raven wasn't able to look away from the reflection of himself in

you. I don't want to be your distraction or your regret." Her chin quivered as she bit down on her lower lip. "But I can't give you up either.

words I had heard in a while - and also the

she fought for composure. But each tear she wiped away was

Raven pulled her into a hug,

sorry, but the way his embrace tightened around her - he was nothing but

he was too

and just when she yearned to hold him tighter, she forced herself to

have an important surgery. Take

Raven reached out to her, but she had already disappeared from the

scrubbed his palm over

himself. With weary steps, he trudged closer to the glass pedestal the

stretched out in front of him, his back

here in the same spot years ago with the pain that created

most of his university days under the dragon

to the dragon before shutting his hollow eyes and draping his arm across

own wings to trigger the metamorphosis of his soul. And according to father, transformation into one's stronger version was always a painful, lonely and dark process. But I

reflected off the dragon's bones, enveloping Raven in a tranquil ambiance. It felt as if his tormented heart had finally found

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and the white serenity around Raven

back in the university until the were-cat and the kid are found," another officer said. Raven opened his

000005s.org for the full experience. You won't find the next

they did, both of them went down to

say about the were-cat? And what kid?"

a nervous glance before they

long for Raven to piece together what was happening; after

red butterflies

deeper reasons behind everything he did, and those reasons were often emotional,

Xanthea's dreams was because

he could have been in Xanthea, and in that moment, the truth came crashing down

the weak-blood colonies beyond the borders of the Prime pack and he paid a heavy price for it. He couldn't let Xanthea make the same mistake and for his guilt towards Ezra to deepen. He couldn't allow

had already taken a step toward

find out about the boy. I need to

to the Aile castle in a hurry, and it didn't take long for the news to

***

Glass palace, waking her up to a message from Lana that threatened to shatter everything she had built with

in your room. Come

the message with wide eyes, then

hard, barely breathing, she texted

to pick

down from the bed, she dressed up in a hurry, restlessly checking her phone after

"Angel?"

into the living room, holding a steaming mug

somewhere?"

down on her lip before

lot of points. So... if I leave now. I might complete it on time." "Okay." Ezra nodded, oblivious to the storm that had started to pick up the pace. "Get ready; I'll take you

"NO!" she yelled.

his brows,

Mavka, m-my maid, to pick me up. She'll

if I take you.