CHAPTER 33: DEAD OR ALIVE, SHE IS LEAVING THIS HOME

Roman’s POV

Back 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 Alice.

And then there were more allegations against her with the video proofs that couldn’t be denied. She was clearly a culprit and we hated it. No trials were held for her as it was just a waste of time given she was clealy the traitor... or more like none of us wished to see her ever again.

She was straight given the punishement of life imprisonment as she was a minor at that time. But who would have thought she was not there since long.

"We had enough proofs," Kael interjected Liam. "And Sophia told us everything. She was on the verge of death after being shot, but she wanted to tell us the truth before she died. Fortunately, she was saved later. There is no reason for a dying person to lie."

"What if Sophia was mistaken?" Liam asked.

"Alice and Sophia found out about her, that she was involved with Keiren," Kael insisted. "That’s why she killed Alice and shot Sophia as well. What other reason would she have had to murder them? Haven’t you seen the video of her shooting them? Was it not a clear proof to back what Sophia told us? And back then, didn’t she already admit killing Alice? You were there as well when she admitted."

Yes, she admited in front of us that she killed Alice and was crying terribly.

"But did she admit giving information to the enemies?" Liam asked pointedly. "Couldn’t her reason for wanting to kill Alice and Sophia be something entirely different?"

He turned to Jason. "What was the first thing she said when you asked if she gave away our information?"

"She denied it," Jason muttered. "But, of course she was lying."

"Even after seeing tarantulas right in front of her?" Liam asked, his voice steady but sharp. "All of us have seen her reaction in the past—how she used to panic over even the tiniest spider. And now you think she’d stay silent or lie while staring at those huge ones? That she wouldn’t start confessing just to make it stop?"

Jason looked away, jaw clenched. But as stubborn as ever, he muttered, "She’s a born liar."

Lucian sneered. "Liam, do you want to see the video of her sucking off Keiren? Will that satisfy you?"

"Did you ever ask under what circumstances it was taken?" Liam countered calmly.

"What fucking circumstances could there be other than that bitch being a born whore?" Lucian spat. "She probably wanted cock inside her even when she was a goddamn minor."

Liam let out a quiet sigh, the kind that carried more weight than words. "There’s nothing more I can say to convince you. Your views are too deeply rooted in hatred. But the Eira I knew... my heart still tells me she wasn’t the kind to betray us. There’s something we don’t know, something we’ve all overlooked. And now, seeing the condition she’s in—gods know for how long she’s been suffering at the hands of those traffickers—what I see is a victim, not a traitor."

"You can keep your fucking opinion to yourself," Lucian snapped. "And don’t meddle in our business. She’s ours, and she’s not going anywhere. If you keep pushing this, I swear you won’t be leaving this house either."

Liam met his threat head-on, unshaken. "I expected nothing less from you. Do you think I’m afraid to die?" he said boldly. "If I don’t walk out of this house today, the council will immedietly receive the message I have left for them regarding Eira. I made arrangements before I came here. And once they get involved, they will take her away, and open an official investigation into everything—including the past. I already wrote everything in my message. And I hope, when that time comes, the end of the investigation becomes your deepest regret."

He paused, letting the weight of his words settle.

"Dead or alive, she’s leaving this home," Liam said with finality. "I won’t let you torture her any longer."

Silence fell over the drawing room. A heavy, suffocating silence. In that moment, we could already see it—Eira leaving this place.

The Werewolf Council was no idle authority. They were created to oversee and control all packs, regardless of strength or power. Even Alphas like us, even our dominant packs, were bound to obey them. And once the matter was in their hands, we knew we wouldn’t be getting her back.

Was there no other way? I wondered silently. Liam seemed to have already made up his mind.

Kael remained quiet, though his expression was grim. Lucian and Jason looked like they were ready to kill Liam on the spot, while Rafe—as usual—sat idle, his indifferent posture making it seem like none of this concerned him.

"You’re going against us, Liam," Lucian said coldly. "Your own Alpha. Your own pack."

"I’m trying to protect our pack," Liam replied evenly. "If word gets out that you tortured a pureblood she-wolf, our entire pack will face the consequences."

Silence fell over us once again.

"The Council will take care of her," Liam continued, "And once she recovers, she’ll be given to another pack. One that won’t torment her and can benefit from her presence."

Given to another pack? I am sure these words unsettled every one of us.

Liam’s stood up, his gaze landed firmly on Lucian. "So, what’s it going to be? Planning to kill me here and now, or am I allowed to walk out of this house?"

Finally, Kael spoke, his voice strained. "What do you want us to do then? We can’t let her go, Liam. You know we need her."

"You should have thought about it when you were given a chance," Liam retorted, "And I don’t think everyone of you wants her here."

The other three looked at Rafe as they knew he never wanted her here.

Rafe raised a brow, "I said nothing. Even if she stinks, I can bear it for my brothers’ sake."

"Stinks?" Liam scoffed, "Another one who is tryng to deceive himslef and others."

Rafe looked at him, his red eyes didn’t look pleased at what Liam said.

"Rafe," Liam called him out, "Do you want me to study and let you know excatly why are you so bothered by her scent always? Does she really stink?"

Rafe offered him a warning gaze, "She stinks of murders. And it would be better you focus on other four than me. If other wants her to stay, then I agree as well. Just keep me out of this shit."

Liam simply shook his head and sighed.

He looked at us, as if he was trying to look through us. "So all of you want her to stay?"

"No," I said, my clear voice echoed. "I don’t want her to stay."

All four of them turned to me, shock flashing across their faces.

"Roman, what the hell are you talking about?" Lucian exclaimed in anger.