Kael’s POV
I hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. That was why I hadn’t intervened when Lucian and Jason started provoking Roman. It was something common among the five of us, tossing around jabs and insults in the name of friendly banter.
But now that Roman had left in anger, I regretted not stopping those two—since they only listen to me.
I turned to Rafe. "Go after Roman."
Before Rafe could even respond, Lucian spoke up. "I’ll get him."
"No," I said firmly, locking eyes with him, daring him to challenge me. "You are not going to him."
Lucian obeyed quietly, and then I looked at Jason, who also preferred to keep silent.
I wasn’t just the Alpha of this pack. These four had submitted to me completely, binding themselves to me when we became mate-brothers. Their loyalty gave me full authority over them, and when I was serious, not one of them dared defy me.
But above all, they were my friends first. I respected their choices and gave them complete freedom—until the moment things spiraled out of control.
"Alright, I’ll get him," Rafe said, heading toward his car. Just as he reached the door, he paused and turned to glance back at us. "If that bitch is dead from the allergy, I’d appreciate it if you cleared her corpse before I return." With that, he slid into the driver’s seat, calm as ever.
His words snapped my focus back to her. That bitch. I couldn’t let her die—not before I saved Sophia.
"Call Liam, quickly," I ordered Lucian, then turned to Jason. "Get the emergency medical kit and come to her room."
I didn’t wait for their response and headed inside.
The moment I entered her room, I froze.
Her body was curled up on the bed, looking lifeless.
"Damn it," I muttered under my breath, hurrying to her side. I turned her over and laid her flat on her back. Her pulse was faint. Her skin was covered in angry red rashes, and she didn’t seem to be breathing at all.
If she hadn’t been a pureblood, she’d already be dead.
While I waited for Jason, I lightly patted her cheek. Her face was hollow, her lips pale. "Hey, can you hear me?"
Jason entered the room just then, and I stepped aside to let him through. "Hurry up. Give her something before she dies."
Jason had studied medicine for three years back in the day. He was always the one who patched us up when we got into fights—which often happened with enemies or during our rough training sessions.
Jason was calm—not a tinge of worry on his face, as if it didn’t concern him whether she died—but he followed my instructions anyway.
Jason filled the syringe with the liquid drug and injected it into her thigh. His movements were calm, practiced, as if he’d never stepped away from the medical field. If he hadn’t given up his studies six years ago, we wouldn’t even need Liam anymore.
Next, he pulled out the oxygen pump and secured the mask over her nose, manually pressing the pump. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as if she’d been drowning and had just broken through the surface to breathe again.
I let out a sigh of relief and decided to make Sophia’s treatment fast, before one of us killed this bitch for real.
Lucian returned to the room just then. "Liam is in surgery. He can’t make it here soon, but he offered to send someone in his place. I rejected."
"She seems fine now," I told him.
No one else other than Liam was allowed in our home, so it was expected Lucian would reject Liam’s offer. After that incident six years ago, we trusted no one. Other than a few of our most trusted people, no one was allowed to enter our home.
I turned to Jason. "You caused this. You’re going to take care of her."
Then my gaze hardened at both of them. "And neither of you is to harm her until we get a pup and save Sophia. For that, she needs to recover. Once we get what we want, I won’t care if you burn her alive."
Lucian and Jason said nothing, but I knew they understood.
I left the room.
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Jason’s POV
After Kael left, Lucian clapped a hand on my shoulder, a sly smirk tugging at his lips. "All the best taking care of this deceased cunt. Try not to catch anything while you’re at it."
"Once we bury our cocks inside her, no one’s getting out clean," I shot back with a mocking grin. "You’re welcome to join us in hell."
"I’ll just use her mouth," he winked wickedly and said before leaving, "I’ll keep her cunt for you to ruin."
I stood there, staring at her as she slept peacefully in bed. How could she after turning our lives in hell. She didn’t deserve this peace.
I remembered what she told Roman—that she was framed.
I scoffed inwardly. ’Only Roman could be such a pushover and would fall for her tricks again. Not me. I know her innocent act really well after how she deceived Alice and then us.’
Instead of asking her stupid questions like why she did it, why don’t they think about making her speak about our enemies? If she was smart enough to get secret information about our pack, then she must have some secrets about the enemy pack as well.
If we get that out of her, it might help us gain the upper hand against the Dreadwyn pack—without causing too many losses on our side. That pack was just as strong as ours.
I clenched my fists, my gaze icy cold and resolute.
’Tonight I will make sure she speaks that why she did it as this is what Roman and others want to know. And then make her speak of secrets about enemies.’
’Then, whatever means I have to use and even the end is her death.’