Roman’s POV
I glanced at the others after Kael’s words. Their faces mirrored my own shock. So I wasn’t the only one who had understood.
Finally, Kael had noticed what Kaizan had said that day. He fancied blonds.
Kael had always had sharp senses for seeing through twisted minds like Kaizan’s, for understanding exactly what people like him were thinking.
Soone like Kaizan, obsessed with the sa bitch, would always be particular about his choices. He wouldn’t look at brunets. And the way he had looked at Eira that day made it clear—he wasn’t interested at all.
The bitch he had been obsessing over might not have been Eira at all, but a soone blond.
And there was only one blond bitch involved in that incident from six years ago, though we had thought she was a victim—or at least, that’s what we were shown.
Still, we needed proof before we concluded anything.
Maybe there was sothing missing that we couldn’t see under those strong proofs.
That terrifying night resurfaced in my mind—Alice’s death, Eira’s confession of killing, Keiren’s call, the video he had sent of Eira, claiming he was using our bitch. All of it ca flooding back to , raw and sharp.
(Flashback—six years ago)
That evening, the five of us had been together, as usual, when we learned sothing had happened to Alice and Sophia. Panic shot through us as we rushed to the hospital where they were.
Lucian and Jason were already on edge before we even reached the building; none of us knew what had happened. When we arrived, Jennifer, Lucian’s mother, was sitting outside the operating theater, slumped beside the row of chairs, crying helplessly.
Lucian and Jason rushed to her, dropping to their knees. "Mom, what happened? Where is Alice?" Lucian’s voice trembled with panic.
"Alice...she...she’s been shot..." Her words ca out in broken fragnts.
"What?" Jason and Lucian froze, disbelief and horror written across their faces. We all felt the sa shock.
Though she was Lucian and Jason’s sister, we cherished her as well like our own sister.
Lucian stood abruptly and turned to the nurse, who shook her head. "You’ll have to wait. The patient is still being treated."
"Who...who did this?" Jason demanded, his voice trembling, as he turned to Jennifer.
"I don’t know... I just ca here..." Jennifer sobbed uncontrollably, her body shaking. "Alice... I want my daughter..."
"Alpha Kael," a police officer approached, urgency in his step. "We’ve caught the girl responsible for this incident."
"Who is it?" Kael asked, his voice steady but edged with disbelief. None of us could wrap our minds around it.
The officer held up his mobile and played the footage. "Do you know this girl?"
On the video, Alice’s appeared in the scene, frightened and pale, and pleading. "Help ..." she called out, spotting soone. "Eira... help ..."
Eira standing at so distance with a gun in her hands, without hesitation, she fired at Alice. The angle of the cara, as high as a typical surveillance device, captured the scene perfectly.
Alice’s terrified expression was clear, but Eira’s face was mostly turned away, leaving her intent and thoughts shrouded in ambiguity.
Unmistakably, it was Eira who had pulled the trigger. Sophia rushed in imdiately after, her scream slicing through the chaos as she watched Alice collapse to the floor.
But Eira’s gun swung toward Sophia next. The shot rang out, and Sophia crumpled beside Alice.
For a fleeting mont, it seed Eira realized the weight of her actions. Fear flashed across her, and the gun slipped from her trembling hands as she stared down at the two fallen bodies.
Then the video ended, leaving nothing but silence and horror.
"We caught her, and she confessed that she indeed shot her two friends," the police officer said, pulling up another video. This ti, Eira sat inside the interrogation room, tears streaming down her face as an officer questioned her.
"Yes... I shot her..." she admitted between sobs.
"Now you regret it and are faking these tears?" the officer’s voice was sharp and cold. "You killed two innocent won in cold blood."
"I’m sorry... I didn’t an to..." she shook her head violently, the guilt evident in every movent.
"Every criminal says the sa thing when they’re caught. But your regret won’t bring them back, and forgiveness won’t erase your cri." The officer slamd his hand on the table, making Eira flinch. "Now tell why you killed them!" His voice rose, the kind used for the most dangerous criminals.
"I... I didn’t an to... I... I’m sorry..." she whispered.
"I asked you the reason!" he snapped again, impatience cutting through his tone.
"I don’t know..."
Another slam of the hand made her flinch. "You don’t know? Are you kidding ?"
"I’m sorry... I didn’t an to... please... call my grandparents... I want to talk to them..."
The video ended abruptly.
"She confessed, and there’s proof showing she shot them. If you want, you can et her in person," the officer said to Kael. "She shot soone you know."
Just then, another patient was wheeled in on a stretcher, being carried to the other operating theater after the scans were completed.
Sophia.
Kael and the rest of us hurried forward. She was the only one who could tell us sothing—soone who might have answers.
She looked pale and battered, pain etched into every line of her face. The hospital staff paused as Kael approached.
"Sophia," he called gently.
She opened her eyes, tears welling up. "Kael..." she murmured weakly, reaching for his hand. "Don’t let her go... even if I die... rember... it’s Eira who did this... kill her before she kills all of you..."
Kael held her hand firmly, his gaze steady. "Why did she do it?"
"She is with our enemy... Keiren Blackmoor... Alice and I discovered her true colors... she wanted to kill us... she lured us there, had people behind us, and then shot us..." Sophia’s voice was weak, pained. "It’s okay if I die... but don’t spare her... she’ll betray our pack for her lover... Keiren... I had proof..."She is a spy," Her breathing hitched, shallow and labored.
"Alpha, we have to hurry," the doctor urged.
Kael let them move on, but he was as stunned as the rest of us. Keiren? Eira’s lover? That couldn’t be.
"There must be so mistake," I said, tension creeping into my voice. "I’ll go and et her in prison myself."
"There is no mistake," Lucian snarled, his eyes dark with fury. "Didn’t you see the video? That bitch shot my sister. If sothing happened to Alice..."
Before he could finish, Kael and Lucian’s phones beeped simultaneously. A ssage had arrived—video and pictures attached, with the caption:
[I am sure this video of your bitch will entertain you well.]
Lucian and Jason crowded around Lucian’s phone, while Rafe and I watched Kael’s.
The shock that hit us was indescribable.
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