CHAPTER 12: LUCIAN’S MEMORIES OF EIRA

Lucian’s POV

"Eira, help me..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Even after six years, the hurtful scene from that night haunted me every night, where a scared Alice was begging for Eira’s help, but in return, Eira shot three bullets at her.

The next moment, Alice’s body crumpled to the ground.

"Alice!" Sophia screamed upon seeing it, only to have Eira shoot her as well, and she collapsed on the ground.

I didn’t care what became of Sophia. But Alice... she was my little sister. The girl I had promised to protect with my life. But that bitch shot her in cold blood.

Other than hating that bitch, what I hated the most was that I had once liked her and thought she was the one I wanted to spend my life with. I liked her the very first day I saw her.

I still remember the day Alice brought her new friend home. Eira was shy, soft-spoken, and painfully polite. She was nothing like the girls who hung around me, desperate for the attention of any alpha.

This girl avoided attention, preferring to linger in the corners and speak only when spoken to while Alice was a chatterbox. Maybe she had finally found someone quiet who would listen to her, and that’s how they became friends.

On the other hand, I was not the kind to indulge closely with girls, other than fucking some once in a while out of lust, but after that, they were strangers to me. But this one—I wanted to know her and wanted to be around her.

Back then, I used to make sure I was home whenever Alice mentioned Eira was coming over. We would play video games, something simple and mindless, and Jason would often join us. Those moments, innocent and fleeting, became something I quietly treasured.

Reading books was never my thing. But the moment I found out she liked romance novels, I tried to get into them too. Sneakily, I discovered the exact books she read and bought the same ones—just to understand what she enjoyed. Honestly they all felt utterly cringy to my taste, but for her sake it felt acceptable.

Through those pages, I learned what she longed for. She wanted to fall in love. She dreamed of someone to spend her life with. And I began to believe... maybe that someone could be me. I should work on it.

The idea of having a family with her didn’t feel bad at all.

But those fantasies of having a life with her broke when I saw a video of her sucking the cocks of our enemies. She was with them.

We understood she approached Alice on purpose because, through her, she could reach Kael, the pack Alpha’s son.

She not only killed Alice, she also provided the enemies with secret information, and they attacked our pack. I didn’t even get the chance to go and kill that bitch, as I had to be by Kael’s side to fight against the enemy attack.

That night, Kael’s parents, the Alpha and Luna, were killed. We watched our friends fall one by one in a surprise ambush that left us defenceless and reeling. The air reeked of blood and smoke. By morning, the fighting ended, but what was left behind was unrecognisable.

The most powerful pack was left in ruins. And it’s all because of that bitch.

There was no one to share our pain with. Everyone was drowning in their own grief.

Since that night, nothing has been the same. Those cheerful young people, whom the Alpha and Luna saw as the future of the Stormhowl pack, are now buried somewhere back of our minds.

What is left of us are our demons, ready to kill anyone without a second thought. And blood is what we craved for.

The honking of the car behind brought me back to my senses, and my grip on the steering loosened a little as I drove to Caston’s bar, where Jason and Rafe had already gone.

’I need to fuck some bitches to forget about those evil memories, especially to forget about her.’

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Roman’s POV

With the help of Liam and some male staff from the hospital, we set Eira in the guest room of our home. No female was ever allowed inside, not as a servant and certainly not for any other reason. So once these staff were gone, we were the ones taking care of her, and I was not sure how it would go.

I wondered if it would be taking care of her or simply giving her more pain.

I watched as Liam examined her for the last time. He listened to her lungs, ensuring they still worked properly after her ribs had been broken. He checked her heartbeat, inspected her bandages, and reviewed every other detail.

"Is she alright?" I asked, even though knew the answer.

Liam turned to me, his gaze sharp and guarded. "She will be, as long as none of you lay a hand on her. Otherwise, you might as well start digging a grave to bury her."

I felt helpless as I can trust myself, not others. But I assured anyways, "We need her for a reason. So she will be alive..."

"At least until then, right?" Liam finished my sentence with a bitter edge, but he should not forget what she did.

"Liam, think about what Kael, Lucian, and Jason have endured. You cannot overlook their pain. You know what we’ve been through."

I did not wish to harm Eira. But my loyalty belonged to the brothers who had suffered beside me, the ones whose grief I carried as my own.

Liam’s expression remained unreadable. "Her life does not seem any kinder. When you have time, take a good look at her body. Then you will understand."

He said nothing more as he packed up his medical bag and headed for the door with the staff following him.

I went to bed and sat at the edge. My hands having the mind of its own, almost reached out to caress her cheek, but I got back to my senses and retreated.

I couldn’t let myself get carried away. I couldn’t forget what she had done.

Eira... even though I once liked you, that was another time, another life. We are no longer the same people.

She was a thorn buried deep in my heart, one that brought nothing but pain, yet no matter how hard I tried, I could never seem to pull it free.