h4Chapter 92: Who’s Her Mate?/h4

    strongRoman’s POV/strong

    Knowing she already had a mate—it cut deeper than I wanted to admit. It wasn’t just anger. It was hurt. If that bastard truly existed, why hadn’t he protected her? Why had he abandoned her, left her to rot in chains and blood?

    Just as Kael said, he truly deserved to die, and we will kill him the moment we find him. No mercy at all. He lost her when he didn’t hold on to her, and now she was ours.

    That night, I stayed by Eira’s side. The mark was there, etched into her flesh, yet my soul and my wolf felt no tether. No pull. Nothing that should have been there between us. It hollowed me, gnawed at me, burned me alive in silence.

    We had to wait for the next day for Liam to arrive home, none of us could really sleep.

    The next day, Liam came to our home early in the morning as instructed.

    "You called me with such urgency," he said with a frown as he entered the drawing room. "I had to rush here the moment I returned to the city."

    "If you hadn’te on your own, we would’ve sent ourmandos to drag you here," Lucian said coldly, his hands tucked in the pockets of his trousers, fist clenched, voiceced with threat.

    Liam’s gaze flicked across us, and he finally caught the look on our faces—grim, cold, edged with violence. His brows furrowed. "Don’t tell me you bastards did something to her again, and now you’re regretting it."

    "Shut your fucking mouth and sit," Jason growled. "And keep it shut unless you’re answering what we ask."

    Jason clearly was in his usual mood when he started preparing his victim for the torture to get the answers from them.

    In response, Liam looked at Kael, who said, "Have a seat. Let’s have a talk."

    Liam sat on the sofa. Lucian and Jason stood on the side, their expressions serious, ready to kill this bastard if he hid something from us.

    I had doubts about him even before, so I kept my calm to hear him out. Rafe acted nonchnt with his focus on his mobile screen, but I knew well his ears were on us.

    Once Liam settled, Kael said as he looked at him, "Eira has a mate—you know it?" His tone was as if he was not going to ept any bullshit from Liam. "I want nothing but the truth."

    As expected, Liam’s expression tensed a little, but the bastard covered it and said, "I once asked her about it, but she refused to answer clearly."

    "Tell me everything you talked to her about," Kael’s icy voice cut in as he was at the edge. "Her mate, what’s the extent of their rtionship, and if she bred for him. You are a doctor—you must know it. Hide anything, and I will first kill her right in front of you, and then it’s your turn."

    Liam kept his calm. He was never scared of dying, but maybe he was worried about her.

    "Alright! Seems the time hase to let it out," Liam finally said, exhaling. "She did have a mate. But ording to her, he’s dead. She even said she killed him herself. Though I don’t believe that part. It sounded more like hatred—deep hatred. So much so, she can’t even bear to hear his name."

    "Why?" Kael’s voice was sharp, demanding.

    "She never revealed the reason," Liam answered.

    My blood boiled. "Did she breed for him?" It was my way to confirm if they had mated andpleted their bond.

    Liam hesitated, then gave a slow nod. "Yes. When she was in the hands of the traffickers, she bore a child. But she doesn’t know where they took him—or if he’s even alive. The only thing she told me... is that the hope of finding him is what keeps her moving forward. And about her mate, I already told what she said."

    My fists clenched at the revtion.

    "But she said he rejected her and there’s no bond, so that shouldn’t worry you five," Liam added.

    "The bond is still there," I told him angrily. "When I marked herst night, that bond didn’t let me reach her entirely. Unless we break her bond with that bastard, our bond won’t bepleted, and she will always be vulnerable to council rules."

    "So it’s important for us to find that bastard and kill him," Lucian added. "Talk to her and get anything you can from her to know who that bastard is."

    Liam seemed to have understood the gravity of the situation and spoke after a small pause.

    "She won’t tell us about him," Liam said. "I tried before."

    "Then, I will have no other choice but to leave my new pets on her so she starts talking," Jason said with malice.

    Liam looked at him with a frown. "Don’t even think about it. Once was enough." And then he looked at Kael. "But I can suggest a quick and better solution to you."

    "What?" Kael asked.

    "Even if she has a bond, that bond can be broken by the marking of a top-tier Alpha like yourself," Liam suggested.

    Kael, who was already angry, said, "She won’t be able to bear it. Also, I do not wish to mark her." He looked at the other three. "Even if Roman failed, you three can try. Lucian, you are just as strong as me, though not top-tier. Try marking her."

    "She doesn’t seem like she can handle it now," Lucian said, a tinge of worry in his eyes.

    "I will take a look," Liam said, and Roman guided him to his room. Once done checking her, he returned to the drawing room. "You have to wait for a day or two. The current marking has taken a toll on her weak form."

    We agreed to it, while Kael talked to him again. "Her child—what else do you know about it?"

    "I am trying to find out," Liam said with daring confidence, forgetting he was doing it behind our backs. "In fact, yesterday I was gone to look for some leads."

    All our gazes darkened.

    "Aren’t you so bold to hide things about her from us?" Lucian snapped. "And do you think you are better than us at finding anything at all?"

    "She didn’t want you three to know about it. She fears you will kill her child," Liam said. "And honestly, I didn’t doubt it, given you guys might lose your mind at it."

    "Yeah, you are right," Lucian spat angrily. "Just watch me get that bastard child in my hands and feed it to wolves."

    Liam frowned while we kept quiet, because we knew it was just anger that was making Lucian talk. None of us would ever kill a child.

    But what else would we do if we truly found her child, that even we didn’t know.