Kael’s POV
Roman followed after her quietly to her place. "I’ve set up a cushioned space for you," he said, gesturing to the arrangent by the large glass window. "You can sit or lie down comfortably. Vixen can’t be exposed to the cold for long. If she stays on the floor with you, it’ll affect her health—and her babies."
Without protest, Eira settled into the space he had prepared. A soft mattress was spread across the floor, layered with warm, thick sheets and a backrest placed just right. Roman had taken care of every detail.
Of course he had. The bastard always had a flair for doing the right thing at the right ti. He must have co ho early just to arrange all this, knowing she would want to sit here.
No one would believe this was the sa man who used to bully Eira relentlessly, the sa man she once despised with a passion. And yet now, he was turning into the epito of chivalry—gentle, attentive, protective.
"Clever fucker, isn’t he?" Rafe’s voice reached as he looked up from his tools, eyes flicking toward with that ever-present glint of amusent.
"This will keep Vixen warm too." Once more Roman’s voice got my attention.
He had picked up a warm fleece blanket and gently draped it over her shoulders.
Bastard really knew how to use her pets against her. And I couldn’t even pull that off. I am the most powerful Alpha, but was I that useless at these things?
"Staring at him isn’t going to teach you his tricks," ca Rafe’s mocking comnt once more.
I shot him a sharp glare, my voice cold, "Focus on your work. I want results. Soon."
He didn’t even look up. Just smirked as he continued tinkering with the equipnt and comnted again, "Tsk! The burn is real."
I wanted to kick him—hard, but I stood up and walked away, heading straight to my room, unwilling to let anyone see the emotions boiling in .
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Evening arrived, and with it ca Lucian and Jason. Once they were seated, I laid out everything—from the hospital visit to the toxicology reports, from the evidence Rafe retrieved to our growing suspicions.
As Roman listened, he leaned forward slightly and said, "I’ve heard her say that na in her sleep. A few tis, actually. But I didn’t ntion it before... I thought you guys might get angry, thinking she was still dreaming of another man. I didn’t want to trigger any reactions from you when all of you were already being an ass towards her."
He wasn’t wrong. I’d had that exact thought when I first heard her murmur the na. While Roman and I could keep our assumptions to ourselves, we couldn’t say the sa about Lucian and Jason. Especially Lucian. His temper was a different beast altogether.
Roman added with a relieved breath, "Thankfully, it turns out the na she kept whispering—Ray—is her son."
Lucian was now poring over the dical report, his sharp eyes scanning every line. A shadow passed over his face.
"Grimhaze?" he muttered under his breath, fists clenching tightly. "How fucking dare they?"
Jason took the report from him, reading it carefully. His expression turned grim.
"Alice feared scorpions more than anything," Lucian said, voice rough. He sank into the sofa, elbows on his thighs, head bowed low. His entire body was tense, trembling with a rage he was trying to contain. "She must’ve been terrified out of her goddamn mind. The bastards who gave her this drug... they’re begging for a lifeti of suffering."
"Is it really that potent?" I asked.
Lucian nodded, jaw clenched. "Depending on the dosage and the person’s ntal state, yes. Seeing how Alice reacted in that video, screaming, completely unhinged—they didn’t go easy on her. With that much Grimhaze in her system, she would’ve been hallucinating vividly, convinced those giant scorpions were trying to devour her."
He exhaled shakily. "She’s had that fear since she was a child. One stung her when she was little, and the trauma never left. She used to have nightmares about it."
"No wonder she was screaming for help so desperately," Roman murmured.
Lucian nodded. "This drug doesn’t just bring your nightmares to life—it breaks your mind. Weakens your sense of reality. It throws you into a spiral of fear so intense, your body believes it’s dying. It’s not just a trip. It leaves a mark. Even after the drug fades, the visions, the fear—they can linger for life. People end up permanently traumatized, stuck in a loop of the sa fucking nightmares."
"If Eira was given the sa drug, shouldn’t she be seeing spiders instead of a black wolf?" Roman asked.
"But she’s also afraid of black wolves. That’s why she was scared of Kael the day she saw him in his wolf form," Jason added, his expressions serious as if recalling sothing forgotten.
Lucian humd, eyes narrowing in thought. "There must be a reason she saw black wolves instead of spiders. That’s not random. It feels like selective fear—induced, perhaps, by soone... or sothing."
"You an soone manipulated her mind that she’d only hallucinate a black wolf?" Rafe asked, glancing up from his tools.
"That seems to be the case," Lucian replied, reaching over and picking up the gun from the table among the rest of the evidence. He held it with care, eyes studying every curve and detail. "And I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s the sa person who handed her this weapon."
He turned the gun over in his hands once more. "I’m taking this with ."
Rafe gave a small nod, offering no protest. Lucian was, after all, the best among us when it ca to analyzing sothing like this—especially when emotion was involved.
But then Lucian’s gaze shifted to .
"I still want to test a drug on her," he said bluntly. "I need to know what she sees this ti. Will it be a black wolf... or a spider?"
I gave a slow nod. "The doctor ntioned we need to trigger an emotional response. Shake her mind enough to stir those suppressed mories. If this test can help us get there... then so be it."
"But, just a little you have to use," Jason added. "Overdose might harm her."
Lucian assured, "Just enough to trigger her fear. And, I will give her an antidote quickly. Won’t let it harm her. You can trust my skills in drugs."
Everyone agreed to his demand.
"Do it tomorrow," I instructed with following declaration. "And, tonight she is going to stay with ."
They looked at in shock. I didn’t find it necessary to explain them why, and none objected it.
My wolf comforted hers and turned it stronger to help her heal faster. If she was going to be tested with drugs tomorrow, she needed to be with , her wolf needed to be with mine.
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