Eira’s POV
I didn’t want them to fight. But I was just a nobody to stop them.
In the past, and even now, one thing that didn’t change was the bond between these five. Despite not having the same blood, they were far better than real brothers.
And in my heart, I preferred them just like that. Even Alice would have wanted them to be the same.
Soon the air around us turned chaotic as the two supernaturals fought at the speed of wind—too fast for my eyes. In a moment, I could see them in one place, but in the blink of an eye with a gust of wind they would appear somewhere else.
"Damn! What a punch. I’m sure it shook at least one of Lucian’s teeth. Oh, damn the kick—Roman’s gonna puke what he ate. Whoa, that was the best move..." Rafe continued to mumble.
But I could see nothing at all; it was happening at a speed that I couldn’t follow. All I could feel and see was the strong gust of wind that ruffled the grass and leaves on the ground.
"Tsk! Regret not being able to see it?" I heard Rafe smirk.
I frowned at him. It’s not my fault if I can’t see them.
"You are still so dumb and slow, just like in the past," he said. "I wish at least now you could grow up, lazy ass."
I glared at him. "You dare call me that?"
"Remind you of your past clumsy self?" he retorted mockingly.
I wanted to punch him hard for always mocking me—another thing that hadn’t changed in the past six years. This bastard didn’t change at all.
"Instead of cursing me, why don’t you try using your wolf abilities? You might be able to see them despite how fast they move," he said.
I looked in the direction the wind was moving and focused, only to feel my eyes rolling to the point they hurt, but I could see nothing.
He chuckled. "If a war happens and all of us fight the enemies, I swear you will be the reason for our greatest embarrassment."
I looked at him to see what he meant.
He looked back at me. "An ordinary she-wolf will come and beat you at the speed of wind, and you’ll be left wondering where she came from while she beats you to a pulp."
The bastard was having real fun mocking me.
I spat out angrily, "Instead of being an ass and watching your friends fight, why don’t you stop them?"
I truly didn’t want to see them fight. Alright, it was the truth that my heart had started to soften towards them which I didn’t wish to admit.
"That’s between them," he said shamelessly, turning to stand facing me now. His tall form loomed over me as he stepped closer.
I stepped back to keep the distance between us. This bastard was unpredictable
"Instead of worrying about them, why don’t you use your brain and ask me how to use your abilities to see them, how to not get beaten up by an ordinary she-wolf just because you can’t see her, and how to not become the reason for our embarrassment?"
I blinked a few times. Though he was mocking me, I couldn’t deny that I wanted to know how they could see fast-moving things as if they were ordinary. I had only ever heard about it in the past.
"You have time until I count to three," he said, already starting without giving me time to think. "One... two... th—"
I wasn’t being naughty. What kind of drug does this bloodsucker sniff to spout such bullshit?

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