LOGINKael’s POVI came to Roman’s room without waiting even a moment after I informed him. I wanted to be by her side.I was used to being in my own room only, but in her state, I didn’t find it right to move her and disturb her sleep.When she was awake, she couldn’t let me be close or even comfort her. And the weight of regret was so heavy on me that I had no face to even offer her comfort. All I could do was be with her when she was not awake. I knew well what my presence caused her, my presence by her side itself was enough to comfort her.I lay in the bed, my movements careful. Turning on my side, I looked at her. She looked utterly exhausted, pale and distressed even in her deep sleep.Her blood soaked clothes were changed to fresh ones, and her face had been cleaned as it had Rafe’s blood smeared to it.Slowly, I pulled her into my arms. Just as always, she instinctively nestled against me in her sleep. It wasn’t her conscious self—it was her wolf, seeking the comfort in me. I lower
Lucian’s POVI followed Kael out only to see something shocking.He stood by the car, one hand braced against it for support, the other clutching his chest as though something inside was tearing him apart. His breaths came in ragged gasps, like a man who had been suffocating for too long and had only now begun to fight for air.His expression was pained. The veins around his temple and neck looked like they would burst open any moment. Sweat drenched his skin in a thin sheen. His eyes squeezed shut, yet tears forced their way through, sliding down his face, unrestrained.Kael? I rushed to him, alarm shooting through me, just in time to see his body give out. He collapsed to his knees, trembling, the weight of his suffering finally dragging him down.I dropped beside him, worry gripping my mind. "Kael, are you alright? What’s happening to you?"He couldn’t even answer, too consumed by pain to form words. All I could see was the tremendous pain consuming him."I’ll call Liam," I said, b
Lucian’s POV"I am here to protect you. I won’t let a single bastard touch you. Trust me, they’re all gone now," Rafe said calmly. One hand gently caressed her tangled hair, while the other held her steady at the waist. "You don’t have to fear them anymore."She hadn’t stopped biting him, yet Rafe continued speaking as if pain didn’t exist for him."Do you remember that evening," his voice softened, carrying an almost startling tenderness, "how I once beat those thugs who tried to harass you when you were coming back from the shop with groceries?"The words stunned even us. We hadn’t known it had ever happened.He went on, as though reliving something that belonged only to the two of them. "The one who grabbed your hand—I broke his hand that day, and he still lives with only one. The one who spat vile words at you—I broke his mouth so he would never speak again. And the one who blocked your path—he lost his legs for it." He paused, letting his words sink in."You were terrified of me
Lucian’s POVRoman rejoined us, his fists clenched, his gaze burning with rage as if blaming us for forcing him to do this. It was brutal to leave her there like this. If he could, he would have kicked every one of us right then—and we would have accepted it gladly. We could only offer him apologetic gazes.By the time her screams for freedom finally died down, only light sobs remained. Her tear-streaked face pressed against the bars as she slid down, collapsing to her knees in helpless surrender, mumbling weakly for someone to free her.He turned away, standing apart from us, his rigid posture radiating fury.Her screams for freedom and the desperate rattling of the door went on until they slowly died into faint sobs. What remained was the broken sight of her tear-streaked face pressed against the cold iron bars as she slid down, collapsing to her knees in helpless surrender, whispering weak pleas for someone—anyone—to free her.Her sobs lingered for a while, then faltered into silen
Lucian’s POVThe entire place had been vacated of anyone’s presence. Just us.Every trace of what had happened here a few weeks before on this same ground—how we punished those bastards who had ever laid hands on her or even looked at her—was erased, as if nothing had ever happened.Those bastards Luis and Paul, and everyone who participated in torturing her—their souls must be crying, wondering why they ever did it.This prison, the very place where her torment began... we had to bring her here. I wasn’t in favor of it, but I had to give it a chance, hoping it would bring some peace and healing to her by making her face her fear and pain.Roman continued walking, holding her hand, while she kept her head lowered, unable to protest anymore. Walking behind them, I felt the urge to just pull her back to me and whisk her away from here."Don’t even think about it." A voice came from behind me—Rafe.He seemed to have already seen through my thoughts.I turned to him, only to find his eyes
Kael’s POVWe could only watch her being hurt. We had no way to help her anymore, and it was infuriating.Isla arrived there as well and witnessed everything with us."He can take care of her," Isla said. "Let’s discuss what we planned before."Leaving Eira to Roman, I turned to walk back with Isla and Liam while the other three stayed there, unwilling to leave her side. I didn’t wish to either—all I wanted was to hold her, to comfort her—but she wouldn’t want me near. Discussing the matter with her doctor to heal her was my priority. The other four could look after her well."You saw how furious she became when I spoke of her suffering," Isla said gravely. "It is normal, given her condition. But dangerous all the same."I could understand that as well."Her psyche is highly volatile," Isla continued, "and frighteningly unpredictable in what she may do next. She is fiercely protective when it comes to her pets, deeply emotional when it concerns her son, seething with rage when it come
Roman’s POVThough I had told my mate-brother that I would have nothing to do with her, that whether she lived or died had nothing to do with me, I still couldn’t help but feel concerned the moment I heard her painful screams.My heart nearly stopped.Without thinking, without hesitation, I ran to
Roman POV"Weren’t you the one nearly crying for her a while ago? And now you want her gone?" Jason commented sarcastically.I met their stunned gazes. "I don’t want her to be tortured anymore. If leaving is what’s best for her, then let her go. She doesn’t deserve to be tormented like this.""So s
Lucian’s POVAs ordered, every man gathered in the central yard of the prison—a space typically used for inmate routines, punishments, disciplinary actions, ceremonial gatherings, and the occasional empty speech.Tonight, however, it would turn into our own play ground.Jason, Rafe, and I arrived s
Roman’s POVBack then all the things happened so fast, Alice’s murder, same day attack by our enemies which left us all shattered, and then we attacked them back in retaliation. Month passed by only taking care of the chaos and during this time, Eira was locked in jail since the day she killed Alic







