Roman’s POV
Seeing her finally curious to know it, I began.
"That day, when we learned Alice had been shot, we rushed to the hospital..." I started, slowly laying out everything that followed.
I told her how, at first, we didn’t believe she had done it—but then we saw the video of her pulling the trigger, and her own confession to the police officer. I told her about Sofia’s last words when she lay dying, and then the mont Keiren sent us that cursed video of her pleasuring him and his n. He had also claid she was the one who passed along the pack’s secrets.
By then, he was already inside Kael’s parents’ ho, and the entire pack was burning.
"You probably didn’t know what was happening outside, as you were already arrested," I said. "But that night, thousands were slaughtered. n, won, even children—burned alive, hacked to pieces. The entire pack was ruined in just one night. All we were left with was pain, loss, and rage."
I forced myself to tell her how Kael’s parents had died, every word like ash on my tongue.
"...When we finally got to Keiren, the bastard mocked us. He told Kael how he butchered his parents. Piece by piece, while they were still alive. His father begged him to let his mother go and kill only him. His mother begged for his father. But Keiren made them watch each other suffer while he tore them apart. He even laughed as he told us how he enjoyed hanging the children—listening to their cries for rcy before they died."
The silence on her part was deafening, but I knew she was listening.
I finally looked into her eyes. "Do you rember little Kaya? The girl Kael adored like his own sister? She died in his arms. The rest of the children... they were hung from the ceiling of the drawing room. Not a single one was spared."
Her gaze wavered at the ntion of the children.
"And even when Keiren was dying, he spat out that it was you who spied for him. That you betrayed us. That you were his whore." I let out a long breath, my chest heavy. "With all the proof laid before us, with the pack already destroyed and our own grief blinding us—we believed him. We believed you were the traitor."
My voice dropped lower, steadier. "But they frad you, Eira. You were used. And soon... we will uncover the truth and the ones truly behind it."
I let out a shaky breath, my chest feeling heavy at the mories of that night, before I spoke after a long silence.
"...For the first ti, we saw Kael broken and hurt, tears in his eyes like a child at the cruelty and loss. You know how much he loved his parents, especially his mother. The kids... none were spared. After that, Kael was never the sa. It took him months to co back to his senses, even after the revenge he took. And even now, he is not the sa—just letting ti pass while carrying the weight of this pack’s responsibilities."
I paused, steadying myself before continuing.
"I am not trying to justify his pain over yours, or asking you to forgive him. I just want you to know his side of the story—our side—what we faced. Of course, the pain you endured, the suffering of six years, is far worse. You are the one who suffered the most in all of this. But still... I hope you give yourself another chance.
"You can keep hating us, but start loving yourself. Though your heart is entirely filled with pain and bitterness, make a little space for the happiness that is waiting for you. A chance just for yourself, for your own reason—nothing to do with any of us. That’s all I ask of you."
She continued caressing the kitten, but I could tell her mind was processing what I had told her.
I reached out and caressed the back of her head. "Eira."
She looked at .
"I may have bullied you in the past, but it wasn’t out of hate. I just wanted to get your attention, because I had always liked you," I told her. "Still, I won’t ask you to forgive . Just let take care of you. Even if you feel I am pretentious, still let do it."
She remained silent, and I placed a gentle peck on her forehead. "I won’t take more of your ti from your pets. Let know if you need sothing. I’m just here."
And I stood up, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Too much talk would only overwhelm her.
I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch sothing random that might calm my mind. She stayed below with her pets.
I didn’t want to work today. I felt tired for no reason at all—maybe just emotionally drained.
By noon, we had already moved to the main house where Kael and I prepared lunch for us, and she sat in her usual place by the window.
As I looked at her, I couldn’t help but wonder if what I had told her earlier had made any effect on her—or if she was even thinking about it.
The day passed in quietness. Despite Kael marking her and forming a bond with her, there was no change in their relationship. They weren’t like a pair of mates at all.
She ignored him, while he feared upsetting her any further.
I could only wish for improvent—and for the new mber of the family to arrive. It was evening, and I was waiting for my brothers to return with that kid.
They had already ssaged us that they were inside our pack boundaries.
The only thought that ca to my mind was: how would she react to seeing the kid? Would she recognize it was her own child?
Just then, I heard the sound of a car arriving outside. Kael and I exchanged gazes, both of us knowing it was them. We looked at her, but as always, she remained indifferent to everything happening around her.
We didn’t rush outside. Instead, we waited for them.
Soon, three tall figures entered the ho—along with a tiny figure holding Lucian’s hand.
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