Chapter 21: I Am Done With You All

Roman’s POV

I left the room, leaving her to eat quietly.

I had no will to stare at her while suppressing the anger boiling inside after she admitted her doings from the past. But she didn’t tell me why she did it.

There were many conclusions made about her actions, but it was hard to decide which one was right. The right answer—only she could tell us.

My mind was full of thoughts about the conversation between us as I continued to walk toward the dining room, where the other four were waiting for me to have a meal with them.

When we spoke about Kaizan, her reaction had caught me off guard. The way she claimed not to know him... it had almost felt genuine. Her eyes, wide and innocent, had looked just like they did in the past, as if she were incapable of lying.

She was truly skilled at deceiving, even now.

And yet... her words still echoed in my head.

I was framed.

She didn’t looked like she was lying. But we had solid evidence and she also didn’t deny killing Alice. All of us saw the clear video footage of how she shot Alice and then even tried to kill Sophia.

’I can’t fall for her innocent act again. I can’t trust her,’ I told myself again and again.But somewhere in my mind, I couldn’t help but think—what if she was telling the truth?

I instantly shook that thought away and went to sit in my chair around the dining table.

"You returned so late. Don’t tell me you were busy fucking her while we were waiting for you here," Lucian remarked. "So impatient, huh?"

"It would help me if you shut your mouth," I replied coldly, not bothering to hide the irritation in my voice.

Lucian chuckled, completely unbothered. "Fine, then at least tell us what sweet nothings she whispered into your ears. What did you two talk about?" He didn’t give me a chance to answer. "Let me guess. Were you discussing what position she enjoys most? Whether she likes it in her pussy or her asshole? Or liked to be filled both her holes at the same time?"

Jason scoffed in a disgust. "Given how she enjoyed sucking cocks in that video we saw, I am sure she prefers all three holes filled at the same time."

"Shut up," I snapped, my voice rising. "I asked her why she killed Alice. Why she betrayed us. Why she chose our enemies over us."

The table fell silent. I looked at Kael. His expression was cold, his jaw clenched, trying to suppress his anger.

"What could the reason possibly be?" Jason finally broke the silence. "She liked being fucked by our enemies more?"

"She said she didn’t do it," I told them. "She said she was framed."

"And who would bother framing her?" Lucian scoffed, his voice rising with contempt. "Was she really that important? She was a fucking nobody bitch. And let’s not forget—we had evidence. Verified it over and over. You know that."

"And what about Alice? Did she say she didn’t kill her?" Jason joined in as well. "Tell me the extent that fucking bitch lied and tried to brainwash you, Roman."

"She didn’t deny killing Alice," I replied, keeping my voice steady. I had to stay calm. Whenever the subject of Alice came up, these two turned into wild beasts. "She admitted that much. But she denied everything else. Said she was framed."

"Bullshit," Kael’s cold voice finally cut through. "She couldn’t get close to me and become Luna of this pack because I had Sophia—so she chose the enemy pack to fulfill her wish to gain power."

"That explains why she tried to kill Sophia as well, along with Alice," Jason said, offering me a mocking gaze. "Do you get it?"

Back then, after Sophia was somehow saved after the bullets Eira shot at her, she told us everything. Alice and Sophia had both discovered what Eira was up to—how she was involved with Keiren, the enemy pack. That’s why she tried to kill both of them.

If not for Sophia, we wouldn’t have known the real reason.

And then came the video. The one of her on her knees, pleasuring Keiren and his friends. After seeing that, did we really need more proof?

Just then, Rafe let out an irritated growl and slammed his spoon on the table, breaking the silence.

He glared at Jason. "You put celery in this? You know I hate the taste. And what the hell is this porridge? Are we patients now?"

Jason remained calm, lazily stirring the porridge in his own bowl to cool it down. "I didn’t like the fact that I was making it for that bitch, so I made it for us all." He looked at me. "It’s all on you, Roman. You’re the one who forced me to cook it."

"We need her to eat if we want our plan to work," I reminded him firmly.

"Celery?" Lucian chuckled darkly. "Isn’t she allergic to that?"

Jason gave a small, wicked smirk. "I was just in the mood to sprinkle a little in. Thought it’d be fun."

I clenched my jaw, fury tightening in my chest. Without another word, I stood and stormed out of the dining room, heading straight for her room.

When I arrived, she was already eating.

"Don’t eat it," I said quickly, stepping inside.

She stopped at my sudden warning, but the next moment, I was left shocked.

She quickly emptied the entire bowl down her throat, despite it being hot.

"Damn it!" I cursed and hurried toward her, snatching the bowl from her hands.

I glared at her, anger rising inside me. Her mouth was still full, cheeks puffed with the porridge she hadn’t yet swallowed.

"Spit it out," I ordered her, my voice loud.

She looked me straight in the eyes and swallowed it anyway.

That was it.

My anger rose to its limit as I glared at this stubborn woman. Now I knew why Kael was so frustrated with her and wanted to throw her down the building. She was infuriating with her constant attempts to kill herself. I clenched my fists. I should have helped him throw her down the building.

I saw her face had already started to break out in light rashes.

"Alright. You want to die? Go ahead," I said, and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

Why was everyone testing the limits of my patience? My four mate brothers—and now this bitch as well. All of them could go to hell for all I cared.

As I stepped into the hallway, the four of them looked at me. Their expressions didn’t hold concern. Just amusement.

"Knight in shining armour saved the damsel in distress," Lucian said with a wicked chuckle.

"Seems like it," Jason added, a smirk playing on his lips as he enjoyed eating.

"I think you two are wrong this time," Rafe said, as if he just had his fill of entertainment for the day.

I angrily smashed the bowl on the floor, which shattered into pieces with a loud crash.

I glared at the four. "I’m done being the knight in shining armour—for you or for that bitch. I’m out of it. She drank it, and whether she lives or dies now, I don’t care. To hell with your sick plan. I was in it for you and the friends we lost. I am not the one to lose my sister or my family. But I take your pain as mine. Now you can go ahead and fuck her dead body. After this, I have nothing to do with her."

I walked out of the house without looking back.

"Roman," I heard them calling me, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t want to spend a single more moment with any of them—or even with her.

The only thing I felt at this moment was utter anger. I was always good at controlling my anger, but I couldn’t guarantee that when it went too far. If I stayed, I would definitely end up doing something we’d all regret.

I sat in my car and drove away. Through the rear-view mirror, I saw them coming out of the house to stop me. But I wasn’t going to.

This time, I was truly done with them.