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.

of all the truths I need to accept about myself, this is the one I want to admit first: I'm

to take another step toward him when my body froze, petrified by an

billowed from Asher's frame like dark flames. Crackling through the air, they swirled

My breaths turned into shaking pants, my chest heaving as I lowered my hands. The predatory shadows circled around me like a pack

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

hand, reaching out to

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

heard Asher grunt through his clenched jaws, and then everything

remember seeing his fists loosen before the shadows consumed me, and I

I opened my eyes to Asher straddling my hips. His light grey eyes darkened into onyx black as they pierced right through my

lungs, racing as violently as the pulse

the bed. Their icy tendrils slithered over my skin, swirling and tightening around my wrists, ankles, and throat, leaving a trail of feverish

utter a word; his lips crashed against mine,

keep up with his fervent demand. I sunk

devoured my every moan, my every gasp, charging my

his shadows branding every inch of my body with their touch. They slipped down my spine, curled around my

nipples, tormenting them until they hardened beneath the thin fabric of my white

himself away from me. We gasped for air, inhaling each other's desperate,

Starsoul,"

nausea hit my chest at the sound of him

himself

stared back at him,

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

manipulation that can work on Asher," he said and I widened my eyes, my heart assaulting against my ribs. "Even with everyone around him,

me, guilt stabbing into my chest like a sharp pang. Hearing him recite my

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

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

I whimpered. "I can

mother who won't stop fucking with

between my legs. It

in the depths of my core. The tendrils spread

surged like wildfire, consuming me entirely. I arched my hips, breathless and desperate. Every flicker of their touch just fuelled the flames of pleasure

me.

cope with the arousal, but Asher made his shadows part my

voice cracked, a mix of

wife?" he asked, his tone hoarse with

ah!" My words dissolved into a gasp as his shadows slid deeper, fingering me harder, rubbing my clitoris with a maddening

my cock inside you? You want me to fill you with my cum? You want my shadows to seal my cum inside you until you swell

choked moan tore from my throat as I nodded frantically, my mind went numb

mouth, pressing down on my tongue with a roughness that made me gag, tears stinging into my

voice

I cried, my words muffled and slurred around

all my hatred inside you?" he

breath stuttering, before

fuck you better than any hero ever did. Fuck love stories. Who wants to hear fake 'I love yous' when

fingers and his shadows all at once, freeing me from all restraints but

burned into my eyes as I shook my head, rising on my