Jalin's POV
"Why are you here?" Jorah looked surprised to see me, twisting his hands together.
Nothing good happens when he twists his hands like this, especially when there's blood on his hands.
"Where's Leah?" I frowned.
"She's upstairs with Alpha. Why?" Jorah looked even more puzzled.
"You leave them alone upstairs?" I clenched my fists.
"Yeah..."
My heart sank and immediately walked upstairs.
Jorah stopped me by blocking my way.
"Hey, Jalin! What's going on?!"
"Someone is in danger, you idiot. That's what's going on. Now stay out of my way." I tried so hard not to punch his stupid face.
"Let's not blow this whole thing out of proportion, OK? Lucas misses Leah and he just needs to have some quality time with his wife. I don't see anything wrong with it. He wouldn't hurt his own wife." Jorah shrugged. He still stood in my way, acting like there was not that big a deal for my precious Leah being left alone with a fucking asshole.
"Leah isn't the one who's getting hurt!" I pushed Jorah away and ran upstairs.
"Jalin, please! Lucas will kill me if I let you walk into his house just like this. This is his house, his territory, and you aren't invited. Please, just stay downstairs and let me go check it out..."
At that moment, I heard a loud bang coming from upstairs, like some heavy object crushed into the wall.
My head went blank.
Back in the Academy, they had this course teaching us the art of being a qualified Beta. Apparently, the art of being a qualified Beta was nothing but preventing your Alpha from doing anything stupid to endanger the life of others or themselves.
Jorah failed that course twice.
I seriously didn't know how he graduated from the Academy.
But anyway, I couldn't blame him, because whatever bullshit techniques they taught us in the Academy didn't work in real life.
Being a Beta for more than 10 years, I found the best way of preventing an Alpha, or in my case, the sister of my Alpha, from doing anything stupid was a shackle.
As much as the thought of locking Leah up and feeding her some water or grapes was tempting, I couldn't really carry it out.
That was the only reason she was running around all the time, falling in love with the wrong men, and breaking my heart as well as those men's backs.
As soon as I rushed into the room, I saw Leah standing in front of the door, wearing nothing but a towel on her.
Behind her, against the wall, Lucas was struggling to get back on his feet.
Good, he was coughing blood, but his spinal cord was still intact.
I pulled Leah into my arms and shot a string of questions, "Leah, what happened? Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?"
"I'm fine, Jalin." She lowered her head and mumbled.
She wasn't fine. She was shivering and she was covered by a sticky substance that I didn't even want to think about what it was.
She must have been terrified. Being left alone in a bedroom with a fucking monster like Lucas.
I couldn't even think about what that fucking asshole had done to my precious, precious Leah.
"Leah, did he hurt you?!" I asked and clenched my jaw.
"Let it go, Jalin. Just take me downstairs." Leah said. I could tell that she was on the verge of breaking down. I had no other option but to walk away.
But I just couldn't let Lucas get away with this one so easily, even though he was already coughing blood.
At that time, Jorah rushed into the room, trying to hold Lucas up.
He realized that I might hurt Lucas, so he intentionally blocked Lucas from me with his body.
"Alpha! I'm sorry! I was trying to stop him, but he wouldn't listen to me..." Jorah's voice was high and dry.
"What did you do to Leah?" I asked in the coldest voice I could ever pull out.
Lucas shook his head as if he was light-headed. He didn't seem to hear my voice. He looked terrible, with blood draining from his mouth, non-stop. He could barely stand on his feet without Jorah's support.
"Alpha, please. You need to lie down a bit." Jorah said, trying to help him sit on the bed.
"Take me away, Jalin. Please." Leah whispered in my arms. She was practically begging me to leave and she had never begged me for anything.
I took off my coat and covered her up before giving Jorah a dark look.
"Just go away, please." He mouthed quietly, trying to elevate Lucas' legs.
"This isn't over," I warned him and walked out of that room with Leah in my arms.
"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch," I said to myself on our way down to the living room. "I should have killed that son of bitch long ago and I'm doing it today."
"Don't do anything to him, Jalin. You can't hurt an Alpha in his own territory. That will lead to wars between our packs, which will cause death to innocent people on both sides." Leah's voice was soft but determined.
Typical Leah. Always putting others before herself. She was such a sweet, sweet girl.
How could someone do anything to harm a girl who's so innocent and sweet?!
The more I thought to myself, the angrier I got.
"He raped you, Leah," I roared in a low voice. I knew I shouldn't have put it that way, but I couldn't find an alternative to make my point.
"He didn't rape me. I could have run away, but I chose to stay with him. He's already been punished for what he has done. Just let me sign the divorce papers and we can get out of here," I said.
I took a glance around the living room and saw the paperwork lying on the table.
I had it delivered to Lucas' father. It was Lucian's order, but I did it with pleasure. I knew Lucas' father was a hot-headed son of a bitch and he would be so pissed that he wanted to strangle his own son to death.
I told this story to Leah to spread the joyful news, but she had a totally different reaction from what I had expected -
She rushed to this fucking dungeon to rescue that asshole and ended up getting hurt.
Lucian would kill me if he knew what had happened.
But I knew there was one thing I had to do before my death -
I will rip Lucas' balls off and shove them into his fucking mouth. I will make him eat them before I rip his head off.
Leah's hurt and it's all my fault. How could I be this stupid?!
Feeling distressed and guilty, I put Leah down in front of the table.
She took up a pen and was about to sign the paperwork when Jorah rushed downstairs...
As soon as he saw what Leah was doing, he stormed in front of her, grabbed the paperwork, crumpled them up, put them into his mouth, and swallowed them down.
"Jorah, what the hell are you doing?!" I pushed him away from Leah and asked.
Jorah struggled to regain his breath and said, "You... You can't sign these divorce papers. Not... No over my dead body!"