Roman’s POV
Rafe and I reached the Castons where we had a meeting with that bastard Kaizan, for the purpose we had.
Caston’s place was like a hub for rich people, even from the other packs, not just for enjoyment but for their meetings with the people from our pack.
Kaizan was already waiting for us inside one private room along with his two brothers. Bastard was truly so desperate to get the bitch he wanted, and I truly wondered why. An Alpha could be crazy for someone only when she was his mate, or maybe there was something really dark behind it.
If the bitch he was looking for was truly Sophia and she was indeed his mate, then all I had was sympathy for him. It’s better to be mateless than have a bitch like her as one.
The bastard offered a smug smile. "So finally you agreed to hand over that bitch to me?" he asked.
"Not so soon, or maybe not," I told him and settled on the couch opposite him.
Rafe was walking leisurely as he first stared at Kaizan like he was his prey, the mobile in his hand rotating in his fingers like some toy.
"Believe me when I say my blood isn’t tasty at all," Kaizan chuckled mockingly. "But I would let you have a taste if you plan to give me that bitch."
"And believe me, if I decided to have a taste of it, you wouldn’t be alive to see that bitch," Rafe replied with an equally mocking smirk. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Just then a server hurried inside the room with a tray full of alcohol in his hands and bumped into Rafe, who was not far from the door.
Smash!
The glasses from the tray smashed on the ground while Rafe quickly caught the liquor bottle in his hand. "You shouldn’t let this holy water waste," Rafe commented. "Clumsy moron."
The server quickly bowed and apologized in fright. "I... am sorry, Alpha... Please forgive me..."
"Get out," Rafe said coldly, and the server ran outside like his life was on the line.
"Woah! So a bat loves innocent kinds?" Kaizan’s voice came through as he looked at the wallpaper on Rafe’s mobile screen.
Rafe’s mobile had slipped away from his hand when the server bumped into him and fell toward Kaizan’s feet. The screen lit up the moment he touched it and looked at the picture.
It was Eira’s picture from six years back, innocent and beautiful.
Rafe frowned, his gaze turning darker. "Give it back to me."
Kaizan didn’t hand his mobile back, but instead continued to stare at the picture. "I suddenly feel like brunettes are not bad. I might take interest if the one is like this bitch," he said and tossed Rafe’s mobile back to him. "Who is it? If no one important, you can hand it over to me so I can get a taste of a brunette."
"You don’t need to know," Rafe said and settled on the couch next to me. He opened the bottle of liquor and started drinking straight from it, then said to Kaizan, "Nothing for you. You can get one yourself."
"I can continue," he said calmly, "but I would appreciate knowing this bitch on your mobile screen."
"I have a better one for you," I told him and tossed one photograph onto the table.
Kaizan picked it up, and his gaze darkened—not sure what that gaze truly meant.
After a moment, he looked at us. "So you have finally made the decision?" he concluded on his own and leaned back on the couch leisurely, as if satisfied with the situation. "But I am sure you won’t hand her over without getting something from me in return."
Rafe and I looked at each other. Though calm on the surface, our gazes shared the same sentiment. So the bitch this bastard was talking about all along was Sophia. It was never Eira.
The one Kaizan used to fuck was Sophia. But the question remained:



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