CHAPTER 16: LUCIAN’S VICIOUS PLAN FOR EIRA

Rafe’s POV

Even Jason, who had always been reluctant about touching that bitch, finally spoke, his tone taunting. "Kaizan, you see, there are five of us. And each one of us plans to take his sweet time fucking her, enjoying her, and breeding her with as many pups as we like."

His gaze dipped sharply, zeroing in between Kaizan’s legs.

"By the time we’re done, who knows how many decades will have passed. I doubt your cock will even work anymore."

"And just so it’s clear, we don’t share. Not with anyone outside the five of us. What’s ours stays ours," I declared, though inside I didn’t want to call that bitch- ’Ours’.

Kaizan scoffed a little after a short silence. "Yours? Hmm, it reminded me of one bitch that used to be one of yours, but then my brother used to fuck her nicely until she no longer remembered any of you."

As he said it, all of us tensed up. It wasn’t difficult for us to know who he was referring to. Definitely that bitch Eira.

That betrayal from six years back was still the most hurting thing for everyone, and this bastard Kaizan knew it.

"Ah, I still remember the way she used to scream when my brother fucked her," he continued, a twisted smirk on his face. "Kept begging him to go harder. Horny little bitch. One day, she came looking for him, but he wasn’t home. So I had her on her knees, sucking my cock like it was her purpose in life. She didn’t hesitate. Would’ve fucked her right there, but my brother walked in. Tsk! Missed the chance."

"Wasn’t she the one who provided all the details about their pack?" one of Kaizan’s blond-haired brothers finally spoke, looking at us with a mocking gaze. "I wonder where she is—busy getting fucked now, or she is already dead."

"What does it matter to us? Bitches like her are meant to be fucked and then be killed." Kaizan stood up, straightened his coat, his voice turning casual again as he looked at us. "Think about the deal I offered. If not, you will see this new bitch of yours bringing another disaster to your pack."

Jason stepped forward, planting himself directly in front of Kaizan. His voice was like ice. "Who the fuck do you think you’re threatening? That bitch got what she deserved. But you better keep your cock in your pants and your shitty schemes buried in that rotten head of yours. Because next time, you’ll join your brother and your parents in the afterlife."

Kaizan tilted his head slightly, feigning calm. "We’ll see about that. For now, you might want to run along and guard your toy. Roman might not be enough if someone decides to take her."

With that, Kaizan turned and left the room, his brothers trailing behind him with smirks full of mockery.

Lucian stood up at once, jaw tight. Kaizan’s words had hit him—just as they had all of us.

"We’re heading home," Kael said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

None of us hesitated. The same thought ran through every mind in the room.

We might hate that bitch, but she was ours now. Whether we fucked her, tormented her, or killed her, it would be by our hands. No one else was allowed to touch her.

We headed home, and I turned my car into a goddamn speed shuttle. Speed was my drug. Nothing settled my nerves like the roar of the engine and the blur of the world outside.

Jason had already called Roman on the way, informing him about Kaizan’s visit and warning him to stay alert. Lucian, meanwhile, was handling the security team, making sure every corner of our estate was locked down tight.

As soon as we crossed the main gate and the wheels screeched to a halt, we rushed inside. One quick scan told us everything looked normal. No signs of intrusion, no threats in sight.

Roman stepped out from the front entrance to greet us, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. "There’s nothing to worry about. That asshole probably just wanted to rile you up with empty threats," he said to Kael.

Kael didn’t respond immediately. His gaze—still tinged with the haze of alcohol—was focused entirely on Roman. That worry wasn’t for the bitch inside. It was for his brother.

After losing so many of our own, the thought of losing even one more was something none of us could afford. And Roman wasn’t just anyone. He was one of us, bonded through the sacred rite. A piece of our soul.

Once Lucian personally confirmed that the perimeter was secure and barked his instructions to the guards, we entered the house together.

The moment I stepped into the drawing room, I crinkled my nose in disgust.

"What happened?" Roman asked, frowning.

"I can smell that bitch even from here," I muttered, irritation lacing my voice. "You really had to bring her into this place? Smells like you’re trying to drive me out."

"You’ll get used to it," Roman replied coolly. "After Kaizan’s little warning, it’s better to keep her where we can see her. Unless, of course, you’d rather just hand her over to him."

No one said a word. Because deep down, we all knew he was right.

"I hate that bastard," Jason growled as he threw himself onto the sofa. "We should’ve killed him back then with his brother when we had the damn chance."

"Mocking and making them suffer while they’re alive that’s more satisfying than simply killing them," Lucian said, his voice low, smirk sharp with menace. "He seems to regret not being able to fuck her back then—then let’s show him how we fuck her while he can only watch."

"What are you suggesting?" Roman asked, though the rest of us had already caught on to Lucian’s sick train of thought.

Lucian leaned forward, eyes gleaming with sadistic intent.

"Let’s make a video of us five fucking her and then send it to Kaizan. I wonder how twisted his expressions would be to see us fucking a pureblood—and that too, the same bitch his brother loved to fuck and he lost his chance with."

Then he chuckled coldly. "And when the time comes, we’ll send him photos of the pups she bears for us. That’ll really make him snap. Imagine the regret, the rage he will have thinking how they didn’t know she was a pureblood and let her slip from their hands back then."

As Lucian said, a heavy silence fail in the room. As the rule, we looked at Kael who was the decision maker.

"Let’s do it." We heard Kael’s resolute voice loud and clear. Kaizan had truly hit Kael’s nerve this time.

Lucian looked at Roman, "How’s that bitch? Fuckable?

Roman sighed, "At the brink of death? Want to kill her before the plan even begins?"

"How long will it take for to heal?" Lucian asked, not minding Roman’s words.

"A weak maybe," Roman replied, though unwilling, he knew where his loyalty lies. "I believe you would prefer her to look healthy and better in the video, rather than showing you are fucking a corpse. That would be more effective if you want to rile up Kaizan."

Lucian gave a short nod and reminded him, "Not just me. We’re all part of this."

Roman met his gaze, then nodded slowly. "Yeah. I know."