Roman’s POV
He placed Kaya on what was left of the broken sofa, and we searched the house. His parents were nowhere to be found. Instead, the bodies of the few adopted orphan kids were there, hung on the walls, ropes tight around their necks. They had been left to die alive.
The sight was horrifying. Though adopted, they had been like Kael’s siblings. He had loved them, spoiled them fiercely. And now...
His parents, however, were still missing.
"Kael, to the side garden," Rafe said hesitantly. I glanced at him, and he shook his head. Rafe, who was usually so emotionless, so indifferent, had tears brimming in his eyes for the first time.
He had found Kael’s parents.
Kael rushed to the side garden, and we followed silently behind him. There, at the top of the fountain, two chopped heads had been impaled on iron rods. His parents. Alpha and Luna of the pack. Drops of blood still dripping from them.
The entire grassy ground was soaked with their blood. The scene was unbearable, a cruel assault on the heart.
Kael froze, his face twisted in pain, his eyes brimming with unstoppable tears.
Then he fell to his knees, and a heavy, suffocating silence settled over us. Rafe and I could not hold back our own tears. Words failed us.
And then, a pained, gut-wrenching cry tore through the estate. Kael’s scream of anguish shook us to our cores.
Despite growing up with him, despite knowing him since childhood, we had never seen him like this. He cried like a broken man, his grief raw and unrestrained, screaming his soul out in pain. It shattered both me and Rafe.
Liam arrived moments later. By protocol, disaster called for the Alpha first, the backbone of the pack. But he was too late. The Alpha was gone.
Liam stood frozen, shock rooting him in place. Tears carved lines down his face as Kael’s cries continued to echo in the garden. We all stood there, helpless and broken, listening to the sound of a heart shattering in real time.
Lucian and Jason arrived shortly after. Though they had lost their sister, they came not as grieving men but as responsible Alphas and friends, knowing their presence was needed here.
None of us dared approach Kael. Despite being like brothers, we had no words, no gestures that could ease the abyss of his pain.
Beta Gabriel reached the garden next. He was hurt himself, but his duty called. He carried out the orders of his Alpha.
"Enemies have left," he said, his voice strained but steady.
It was clear they had departed only after leaving a trail of destruction and death, staining our home with the lives of our people.
Gabriel moved closer to Kael. "Alpha wanted you to fight the enemies, not cry over their deaths," he said quietly. "His last words to me... he wished you to kill every single one who harmed our people. Create an example that no one will ever dare look at our pack, let alone harm us."
A heavy silence followed. Then Kael slowly rose to his feet. He wiped away his tears and turned to us. "It’s either us, or them."
"We are with you," we said without hesitation.
Without another word, he leapt over the fountain to retrieve the heads of his parents. We watched him, knowing the effort it took to suppress his grief.
He had loved his parents fiercely, and their love for him had been no less. His mother, in particular, had been the heart of their perfect family, raising countless orphaned children as if they were her own.
Kael began searching methodically. We understood what he was looking for—every part of his parents’ bodies. One by one, he collected them with painstaking care, and we moved alongside him, aiding silently. When the task was finally done, the sight was almost unbearable.
I could not fathom the depth of Kael’s pain.
Commandos arrived then, battered from their fight with the enemies. They began gathering the dead, but Kael did not allow anyone near the bodies of the children who had been hung.
As if they would be hurt, Kael handled them himself, gentle and reverent. One by one, all seven small bodies were laid on the floor, a quiet, painful tribute.
Once the estate was secured, we stepped outside. The city offered no relief. Fires raged everywhere, smoke curling into the sky, while only a few lucky corners remained untouched by chaos.
"Gabriel, we need to gather all of our warriors. We are going to attack them soon," Kael declared.
"After your father, you are the Alpha of this pack. Every decision of yours is decree for us," Gabriel reminded him.


We never shared any pack secrets with her or even with anyone else as it was limited to our security forces and wasn’t meant for the kids.
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