Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-109. Love hate lies(18+)

[Xanthea]

A thousand thoughts raced through my mind in an instant as his silence grew heavy with an unspoken warning. A warning cautioning me to stay as far away from him as possible.

A crippling gravity radiated from Asher with a force that sent a sudden, inexplicable weakness through my knees.

The darkness around him grew denser with every breath I forced into my lungs. As if my very breaths were awakening the grim shadows that slowly stirred to life.

Even with all the warning signs, I was drawn to his darkness, to his danger. Ignoring the brutal chill that shot down my spine, I took a step closer to him.

I knew love was a sin in hell, but my soul was already damned and my heart hellbound. If treading in pain was my only fate, then I wanted to tread towards him - towards my demon lords. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself.

"Asher," I called. "Please look at me."

He gritted his teeth, a low, threatening growl rumbling from his chest. A cold sweat stung across my skin as I struggled to resist the instinct to step back.

My fists tightened as I swallowed hard, fear coiling in my gut.

The tension curdled the air between us, seeping into my bones. I knew beyond his control was nothing but chaos.

But no matter how stormy his aura became, he would always be my refuge. Because without him... I wasn't just losing my mind - I was losing myself.

I knew my confession wasn't as sincere as I wished it to be - my thoughts closer to the fear of isolation than love, and my intentions entirely selfish. But I trusted him more than I trusted myself, and all I wanted was for him to stay. "Please talk to me, Asher," I pleaded.

"There's nothing left to say." Although his voice was calm, there was a slight tremor in his words and breaths. "You've already made your choice."

My heart hammered against my ribs, turning more anxious at his words.

Was it love, or was it just the aching need to escape the suffocating isolation? I couldn't tell. My mind was at war with my body, but my soul craved his presence.

So, when he strode toward the door, panic surged through me.

Stay.

Stay.

Make him stay.

"There are voices in my head! Voices that are not mine," I blurted out, licking my parched lips.

I didn't know why I felt like I had to say this now, like if I didn't, I'd never get another chance.

Once I made sure he wasn't leaving, I took a deep breath and continued.

"Ever since I woke up... my mother's memories haunt my mind in a never-ending loop. I see Ezra and Raven go through all that pain again and again. One moment, I want to run to Ezra and beg for his forgiveness and the next I am terrified to even face him."

The boundaries between my thoughts and my mother's had blurred so painfully, I couldn't tell where I ended and she began.

"I keep having compulsive, disturbing thoughts. Sometimes, I have to repeat my name, over and over again, just to remind myself that I'm still Xanthea. But sometimes even that doesn't work, so... I call your name..." My voice, breathless and soft, faltered with each word.

might hurt me more than it heals right now. But of all the truths I need to accept about myself, this is the one I want to admit first:

was about to take another step toward him when my

like dark flames. Crackling through the air, they swirled across the room in all

me, but they stopped inches away from me. My breaths turned into shaking pants, my chest heaving as I lowered my hands. The predatory shadows circled around me like a pack of wolves waiting to devour their

my senses, and for a moment, I inhaled him so deeply that I wanted my

out to touch the

was a stark silence. But as soon as my fingers grazed their icy phantom touch, a current of sparks zapped through me, electrifying

grunt through his clenched jaws, and then everything went

before the shadows consumed me, and

light grey eyes darkened into onyx black as they pierced right through my soul. His drunken gaze was wild, dark with

breath stalled in my lungs, racing as violently as the pulse pounding against

me pinned to the bed. Their icy tendrils slithered over my skin, swirling and tightening around my wrists,

word; his lips crashed against mine, a bruising kiss that

to keep up with his fervent demand. I

out of my mind. He devoured my every moan, my every gasp, charging

kiss became fiercer, deeper, his shadows branding every inch of my body with their touch. They slipped down my spine, curled around my thighs and trailed

thin fabric of my white nightgown, every brush igniting a

right then he tore himself away from me.

sweet manipulator, Starsoul," he whispered into my

restless nausea hit my chest

of my face, he lifted himself from me. His grey eyes gleamed with

at him,

don't match your sweet, tempting words." Asher's voice was hoarse, yet dangerously calm, as though he had reclaimed the control he had lost just moments

I widened my eyes, my heart assaulting against my ribs. "Even with everyone around him, Asher has lived a lifetime of

into my chest like a sharp pang. Hearing him recite my thoughts out loud just made

side, averting my gaze. My chest heaved, the weight of his accusing scrutiny pressing

wanted to deny it, but the truth was those thoughts were indeed one of the many compulsive ones that haunted my mind. Though I refused to acknowledge them as my own, I couldn't escape the guilt of having them when I confessed. "I warned you... I can feel your thoughts and

not me," I whimpered. "I can

it's not you. It's your mother who won't stop fucking with your mind, so... let me

more profound between my legs. It felt as though their tendrils

me, their icy caress igniting a sinful euphoria in the depths of my core. The

my hips, breathless and

me.

tried to squeeze my thighs together to cope with the arousal, but Asher made his shadows part my

please... ah!" My voice cracked,

what, wife?" he asked, his tone hoarse with dark

ah!" My words dissolved into a gasp as his shadows slid

You want my shadows to seal my cum inside you until

frantically, my mind went numb as my mouth agape from the

on my tongue with

His voice was

Yes! Yes!" I cried, my words muffled and slurred around his

all my hatred inside you?" he asked, holding

my breath stuttering,

wants to hear fake 'I love

his fingers and his shadows all at once, freeing me from all restraints but leaving me with an aching

eyes as I shook my head, rising