The Shattered Dawn — Harvey Price novel Chapter 13

13:Spove the wou

13|Spare the wolfless omega

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They say that when you die, you see the person who matters most to you on the other side, waiting with a smile, hand outstretched, ready to guide you into the afterlife.

They say this happens so you won’t be scared or alone. So that death won’t feel so terrifying.

So it was no surprise that I found myself staring at my father after all these years since his death.

But he wasn’t standing there with a smile.

Not with an outstretched hand.

Not willing to guide me with him.

Instead… he was crying, sorrow and guilt clouding his eyes as he looked at me.

“I’m sorry, Lilith… I’m so sorry for leaving you so soon. I’m sorry for letting this happen to you. Forgive your father but don’t die yet. Turn back. You have to live. You have to survive. You have to be happy. So breathe, Lilith. Breathe!” 1

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe, Lilith!

The moment the grip on my neck loosened, my eyes snapped open. I gasped for air, hands flying to my throat as I curled onto the bed, coughing and trembling, tears streaming down my cheeks. Every deep breath burned my throat like fire, but I forced myself to keep breathing.

The suffocating scent of death around me had vanished, but the memory of my father’s face, his eyes filled with sadness, made my chest tighten.

My father… he wasn’t at peace. I could feel it. Even though he had left us physically, he was still here, still watching over us.

“Father…” I choked out, my lip trembling as tears blurred my vision.

But then, a cold voice froze me in place.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Lucien’s voice cut through the air, and my head snapped up, just in time to see Silas gripping Lucien’s wrist, his gaze locked with Lucien’s cold, unflinching eyes.

As I tried to steady my breathing, I watched as Lucien tilted his head slightly to the side, narrowing his eyes at Silas, who stared back with a blank expression.

“What are you stopping me for? You don’t want her to die? Lucien asked.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding wildly against my chest. Even though Lucien’s tone was calm, there was something terrifying beneath it, and fear crept down my spine. His Alpha aura was thick enough to suffocate an omega like me.

No-thick enough to suffocate anyone… anyone but Silas and Claude.

Silas, whose grip on Lucien’s wrist only tightened, he wasnt just anyone. He was Lucien’s brother, just as powerful, just as dangerous. 1

So it was no wonder Silas stared down at him, completely unaffected by the aura Lucien had unleashed.

“She doesn’t have to die,” Silas said, meeting Lucien’s gaz. “Even though she is wolfless, we brothers enjoyed her.” Silas tilted his head slightly. “Your wolf enjoyed her, let’s spare her.”

“Spare?” Lucien repeated Silas’s words, a slow, humorless smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

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“Yes, I agree with Silas.” A light voice echoed, and I watchel Claude lean casually against Silas’s shoulder with a smirk. “This girl was the best we’ve ever had, and that is a big compliment coming from me.”

His eyes flickered to me, and my breath hitched as his smirk deepened.

“So how about we just give her the gold and let her go? There’s no harm in letting her live, right?” Claude said with a careless shrug, as if he were stating the most obvious fact.

And even when Lucien narrowed his cold gaze at him, Claude only grinned.

At this point, my breathing had steadied, and even though my throat still burned, I watched the Alpha triplets discuss my life and death. But what shocked me most was that Silas and Claude actually wanted to let me live.

I had thought all three of them were cruel enough to kill me without hesitation. Yet here they were, wanting me to survive.

“I see… Is that how both of you feel? You want the omega to live?” Lucien asked, his tone unimpressed. 1

Silas and Claude exchanged glances, but before they could respond, Lucien had already taken their silence as an

answer.

The next moment, everything happened in a blur.

In a single, swift movement, Lucien flung Silas’s grip off his wrist and before I could even draw my next breath, my throat was seized again.

A sharp scream tore from my lips as my body was lifted from the bed, dragged across the room, and slammed against the wall, his grip tightening around my neck.

Goddess… how could he move that fast? His speed was beyond anything I had ever seen.

But I had no time to think. My lungs burned as I gasped for air, my legs kicking weakly, trying to pry his hand off

Lucien’s eyes glowed a frightening shade of white, narrowed sharply at me but in the next second, he turned just in time as Silas and Claude appeared before him.

Still holding me effortlessly with one hand, Lucien faced them. Silas stopped a few feet away, his expression serious, while Claude looked more puzzled than anything, one brow arched as he casually tucked his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants, his gaze locked on Lucien.

“What are you doing, brother?” Silas asked, his own eyes glowing white, mirroring Lucien’s.

“Yeah, why are you so adamant about killing the girl? This is so unlike you. Usually, you’d just ignore them, treat them like nothing after fucking them… so why is this one different?” Claude asked, his expression curious.

Lucien didn’t respond for a moment. When he did, his only answer was to tighten his grip on my neck, making me whimper as he hummed under his breath.

“Just because.”

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach at those words, nd I saw both Silas and Claude staring at Lucien in confusion.

But a single thought flashed through my mind at that moment.

This man was crazy. He was utterly insane.

“Let her go, brother,” Silas was the first to speak, and I wached as he took a step closer. In that instant, I felt an overwhelming aura radiating from him.

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It wasn’t laced with killing intent, but it was strong enough to show he wasn’t joking.

Lucien, however, seemed completely unaffected as he stared him down. And even though his grip around my neck. was unrelenting, I knew one thing for certain:

He wasn’t planning to kill me yet. If he had, I would’ve been dead long ago.

“Brother, just let her go,” Claude said, stepping forward, shaking his head in disapproval. “This is why you’re the least liked by women. You shouldn’t be strangling a lady like that, very ungentlemanly,” he teased, eyes glowing white. But despite the playful tone, I could feel the weight of the serious aura he released.

“If I want to kill this woman right now, would you two figli me?” Lucien asked, and my fingers tightened around his hand as he added more pressure to my neck.

Silas frowned, and Claude’s expression turned cold, his smile vanishing in an instant. 1

No one spoke. The air grew thick with tension and silence, until I suddenly felt Lucien’s claws extend, digging into my skin. I cried out as pain shot through me, my vision blurring.

That was enough to make both Silas and Claude’s aura surge, now heavy with killing intent.

“Well?” Lucien asked, and I trembled as I saw Silas growl, his eyes fluttering shut like he was fighting something deep within.

“I don’t want her to die,” he hissed, his voice cold and strained. “My wolf doesn’t want her to die. He wants me to fight for her.”

My eyes widened at his words, and I watched as Claude placed a hand on Silas’s shoulder, a wide grin spreading across his face as he pointed at himself.

“Same here. Dervic doesn’t want her dead, apparently. He called you a bastard, he wants me to fight for her. So just let her go, Lucien.”

Lucien tilted his head slightly, and then I heard a low, humorless chuckle escape him. His eyes flickered to me, and I froze, my fingers clenching harder around his hand as I caught that wicked glint in his gaze.

His cold expression was gone, replaced by a sadistic, dangerous gleam. “Would you really fight your brother for a wolfless omega?” he asked, his eyes locked on me. I whimpered as his lips curled into a cruel smirk.

“That’s amusing. Well, let’s test something, brothers.” He turned back to Silas and Claude, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Who’s faster, will you get to me first, or will her head hit the ground before you take a step?”1

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