Eira’s POV
I didn’t want them to fight. But I was just a nobody to stop them.
In the past, and even now, one thing that didn’t change was the bond between these five. Despite not having the sa blood, they were far better than real brothers.
And in my heart, I preferred them just like that. Even Alice would have wanted them to be the sa.
Soon the air around us turned chaotic as the two supernaturals fought at the speed of wind—too fast for my eyes. In a mont, I could see them in one place, but in the blink of an eye with a gust of wind they would appear sowhere else.
"Damn! What a punch. I’m sure it shook at least one of Lucian’s teeth. Oh, damn the kick—Roman’s gonna puke what he ate. Whoa, that was the best move..." Rafe continued to mumble.
But I could see nothing at all; it was happening at a speed that I couldn’t follow. All I could feel and see was the strong gust of wind that ruffled the grass and leaves on the ground.
"Tsk! Regret not being able to see it?" I heard Rafe smirk.
I frowned at him. It’s not my fault if I can’t see them.
"You are still so dumb and slow, just like in the past," he said. "I wish at least now you could grow up, lazy ass."
I glared at him. "You dare call that?"
"Remind you of your past clumsy self?" he retorted mockingly.
I wanted to punch him hard for always mocking —another thing that hadn’t changed in the past six years. This bastard didn’t change at all.
"Instead of cursing , why don’t you try using your wolf abilities? You might be able to see them despite how fast they move," he said.
I looked in the direction the wind was moving and focused, only to feel my eyes rolling to the point they hurt, but I could see nothing.
He chuckled. "If a war happens and all of us fight the enemies, I swear you will be the reason for our greatest embarrassnt."
I looked at him to see what he ant.
He looked back at . "An ordinary she-wolf will co and beat you at the speed of wind, and you’ll be left wondering where she ca from while she beats you to a pulp."
The bastard was having real fun mocking .
I spat out angrily, "Instead of being an ass and watching your friends fight, why don’t you stop them?"
I truly didn’t want to see them fight. Alright, it was the truth that my heart had started to soften towards them which I didn’t wish to admit.
"That’s between them," he said shalessly, turning to stand facing now. His tall form lood over as he stepped closer.
I stepped back to keep the distance between us. This bastard was unpredictable
"Instead of worrying about them, why don’t you use your brain and ask how to use your abilities to see them, how to not get beaten up by an ordinary she-wolf just because you can’t see her, and how to not beco the reason for our embarrassnt?"
I blinked a few tis. Though he was mocking , I couldn’t deny that I wanted to know how they could see fast-moving things as if they were ordinary. I had only ever heard about it in the past.
"You have ti until I count to three," he said, already starting without giving ti to think. "One... two... th—"
"Help ," I blurted quickly before I lost my chance.
He himself had offered to help, so it was less embarrassing than asking for it on my own.
He smirked and turned toward where the fight was going on, then stood behind .
"Close your eyes," he whispered into my ear.
I shivered as his breath brushed my earlobe.
"It’s not ti to be naughty, you pervert," he teased, "Focus on what I say."
I wasn’t being naughty. What kind of drug does this bloodsucker sniff to spout such bullshit?
Still, I closed my eyes.
"Try to connect to your wolf, call for it in your mind," he whispered again, his voice deliberately suggestive.
This ti I ignored his teasing tone and focused, trying to connect to my wolf.
"Call for your wolf. Tell her you want to connect to her, that you want her to be one with you," he said. "Tell her you would love to use her abilities as your own. Tell her you trust her..."
He continued saying so many things, and I repeated them to my wolf.
After a while, he said, "If you feel ready, if you believe she heard you and agreed with you—then open your eyes and check if it worked."
I did as he said. I slowly opened my eyes, believing that my wolf had heard . And then...
Damn! I could see them fighting at high speed, but it no longer looked fast to . I could see every movent, every strike, every counter. And—
Thud!
In a brutal grip, Lucian strangled Roman’s neck and slamd him hard to the ground, kneeling on one knee while still holding him in a crushing choke.
"That’s Luke’s favourite move," Rafe said, thoroughly entertained.
Even at this distance, I could feel the weight of his intent.
"Still have energy left to fight ?" Lucian asked Roman, who was utterly spent.
"Bastard!" Roman cursed, spitting out his rage.
But just when I thought he had given up, Roman suddenly kicked, catching Lucian off guard for a mont. Yet it didn’t affect Lucian much—he returned in a blink, twisting Roman’s arm and locking him tight in another chokehold.
"I thought you would obey quietly, but you’ve left no choice for us."
Just as Lucian said that, Jason appeared out of nowhere, right in front of Roman, and quickly drove a syringe into his neck.
Roman glared at him, his voice breaking, "Asshole... can’t fight?... I will..." But his words faltered as the drug coursed through his system.
Lucian held him firm, loosening his grip only once Roman’s body slackened under the drug’s effect.
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