Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose novel Chapter 11

**TITLE: Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph**

**Capítulo 11: A Very Bright Idea**

Kael.

The word “anger” barely scratched the surface of the tempest brewing within me.

In truth, I was a simmering cauldron, ready to boil over.

I gripped my wine glass with a ferocity that surprised even me, my knuckles turning white as I squeezed it tighter and tighter until—

*Crack!*

The glass shattered in my grasp, sending shards skittering across the floor, while a few jagged pieces embedded themselves into my skin, drawing crimson droplets. Yet, amidst the chaos, I felt nothing—no sting, no discomfort. I didn’t even bother to glance at my brothers, who had turned to me, their expressions a mix of surprise and concern, only to quickly avert their gazes, opting for silence.

Caelum let out a derisive snort, his disdain palpable, while Zevran, the one who appeared most unsettled by my outburst, regarded me with a long, searching look before releasing a heavy sigh.

We all understood the source of our collective gloom.

And deep down, we all knew that none of us would be brave enough to break the suffocating silence that hung in the air like a storm cloud.

Our minds were consumed with worry for Leilani. We were all seething with anger directed at that sharp-featured young man who had whisked her away from right under our noses just hours ago.

The image of his strong, muscular arms enveloping her in a protective embrace flashed through my mind once more, igniting the fire of rage within me. In a fit of fury, I seized the nearest flower vase and hurled it against the wall with all my might.

The ceramic shattered into countless pieces, yet still, my brothers remained unfazed. Not a single word escaped their lips.

Just then, a maidservant burst into the room, her blue eyes wide with alarm as she took in the sight of my bloodied hands. But as she reached out to touch me, I instinctively shoved her away, my voice a low growl. “Don’t touch me!”

She stumbled back, nearly losing her balance, but quickly regained her composure, scurrying away to fetch a broom and dustpan to clean up the mess I had created.

Despite standing near my brothers, they were as detached as I was, each lost in their own thoughts, seemingly oblivious to the turmoil brewing within me.

The maid had just finished tidying up when Zevran finally turned to me, his expression serious. “What’s going on with you?”

Oh, as if we weren’t all grappling with the same turmoil.

I scoffed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Nothing.”

This caught Caelum’s attention. He leaned in closer, scrutinizing me with a piercing gaze. “Yeah, right. That looks like nothing.”

It took a moment for me to realize he was fixated on my bloodied hands, and for reasons I couldn’t quite fathom, I felt a wave of self-consciousness wash over me. I quickly tucked my hands behind my back and muttered, “It’s none of your business.”

Silence enveloped the room.

No one dared to challenge my words. When it struck me that they were all avoiding the subject of Leilani, I finally broke the stillness. “Do any of you know who that guy is who took her away?”

At this, Caelum’s gaze snapped up, revealing the conflict swirling in his eyes before he hastily masked it with indifference. “I don’t know. I can’t find anything about him.”

“Do you think he’s one of her cohorts?” Zevran interjected, his voice taut with tension. “You remember what Chalice said about…”

I knew exactly what Chalice had said. It was etched into my memory like a brand. Yet, for reasons I couldn’t articulate, I struggled to accept it.

That guy was far too captivating. A twinge of envy crept in as I realized he might even possess more charm than I did. Shaking my head to dispel the thought, I replied, “No.”

“No, what?” Caelum pressed, his curiosity piqued.

“He doesn’t look like that… he seemed—”

“Charismatic?” Zevran interjected, his jaw set stubbornly and his eyes narrowing further. “He had an Alpha aura.”

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