CHAPTER 206: THE TRUTH OF ALICE’S DEATH

Lucian’s POV

We brothers could only watch Kael and Eira arguing and leaving to their rooms.

"Soon, our Alpha is going to be crushed under the anger of our mate," Rafe commented, clearly amused. "I bet max two days."

I hummed, "Two or three, not more than that."

"Would be interesting to watch," Rafe chuckled. "I need to stalk more blood bags so I can enjoy the show while drinking."

"We shall get the champagne bottles," I said, and looked at Jason. "What do you say?"

Jason hummed and said, "I’ll try to look into Roman’s whereabouts," and left.

"This guy, can’t stop being serious," Rafe commented as he watched Jason leave.

I just looked at him and asked, "How did it go at the hospital?"

He looked back at me, his gaze savage. "Wondering whether you missed the chance of seeing me in pain?"

The bastard would never see the worry others had for him.

"I can make up for that missing chance by putting you into that pain once more," I said with a warning gaze.

"Oh! I am truly scared," he chuckled mockingly. "Go to her already, before we end up fighting."

"So you do have the brain to think and the heart to be considerate," I countered.

"Sometimes, I do feel I have it," he retorted with a mocking smirk.

The worry I felt for him, the bastard made it vanish in a moment by angering me. I turned around and went to Roman’s room to be by Eira’s side.

These days, I had no will to argue with him. Unlike before, now his words infuriated me, instead of how casually I used to take them before. The bastard had truly got into my head, it seemed, and I could do nothing about it.

Eira was lying in bed on her side, staring at the window angrily. I had to be careful now that she was angry. Her temper had been highly volatile these days. Before, she used to be angry all the time, but now one moment she was pleasantly calm as if everything was fine with her, and the next moment she could turn into a volcano.

I quietly climbed onto the bed and sat on it, resting against the headboard. I contemplated before saying something—the thing I had been wanting to tell her for a while now.

Maybe this was the moment, as these days her mind was stable and she could understand and accept the truth.

"Eira," I called, carefully, in a gentle tone.

She didn’t respond, still gritting her teeth in anger.

"I want to talk about Alice," I told her. "Something you should know."

The next moment I felt her body relax and she slowly turned to look at me.

"It’s really important," I told her.

She moved and sat up in the bed, ready to listen.

Tomorrow’s Alice’s death anniversary. I want Eira to be at peace when we go to see Alice tomorrow, instead of blaming herself her Alice’s death. It was the time she forgive herself for what she never meant to do.

"I want to tell you what happened with both of you that night," I added. "Why Alice was scared and asked for help. And what happened later."

She remained quiet, and I continued. "Do you know what she was scared of the most?"

"Scorpions?" Eira replied.

"And you are scared of black wolves," I said.

She hummed, staring at me to know more.

"Both of you were drugged. A drug that controls your mind and makes you hallucinate your biggest fear," I explained.

Surprise crept over her face.

"That night she was seeing scary scorpions and was running away from them, but you didn’t see them. Instead, what you saw was your own fear—a black wolf. Now you know why no one saw a wolf in the video recording, because it was your own illusion."

I tried to keep my words and tone careful at the sensitive topic for her.

"That day you saw a wolf in our house, right?" I said, fearing she might hate me for it. "I am sorry, but I had to drug you to validate the truth. You can hate me for drugging you, but it was important for your and Alice’s sake, to find out the truth. That’s why she was so scared and what you truly saw."

There was a moment of silence between us before I said again, "Both of you were set up for it."

"Who... did it... why?" she finally asked, too surprised to even say it clearly.

"We are trying to find out and we will know soon," I told her. "But we need your help as well. Will you?"

She stared at me as if wondering what she could do.

"For Alice’s sake, to bring her death to justice, will you?" I asked again.

She finally hummed. "What do you want me to do?"

Her love for Alice was beyond what we could comprehend.

"I want to know what happened that night. How did you end up there, who gave you that gun, and anything you could," I answered, hoping she wouldn’t hide anything.

She stayed quiet for a while as if trying to remember everything.

"That night I received a call from Alice," she said.

Yes, Rafe had already found it from the call records, but we didn’t know what they talked about.

"What did you two talk about?" I asked.

"The call was from her mobile, but the person who talked was someone else," she said.

This clearly took a different turn now. "Who was it?"

Her expression soured a little as if not wanting to talk about it.

"I will trust every word you tell me," I assured her. "We need to punish everyone who was involved."

She lowered her gaze a little, her lashes trembling. "It was Keiren."

Damn! The bastard. It didn’t surprise me, to be honest, as he was associated with everything that happened back then.

"What did he say?" I asked. "Look at me and tell me. Remember, you did nothing wrong. I know you wouldn’t."

Her eyes a little moist, she replied, "He said Alice was with him and he was going to kill her to hurt her brothers. If I wanted to save her, he called me to come to that place. And warned me not to tell anyone."

I kept my anger in check, patiently waiting to hear her.

"I didn’t believe him, but then I heard Alice’s voice. She was scared and screaming, asking someone to help her. I had to believe him and then I left home."

"Isn’t that place far from your home? How did you reach there so soon?" I asked, as the timing in the call record and the time when Alice was killed didn’t match if she hadn’t reached there quickly.

We knew there was a car, and that car belonged to Sophia, but only Eira could tell the exact story to explain her side.

About that bitch Sophia—she was going to die a brutal death once she was healed and answer everything she knew.