The Shattered Dawn — Harvey Price novel Chapter 135

135/Worthless, weak and pathetic

Lilith pov

Kael was thrown through the air just like that as if he weighed nothing, as if he weren’t human at all.

A loud thud echoed as his body slammed into the wall, the stone caving in where he hit. When he dropped to the ground, blood pooled beneath his head, staining the floor.

A low, broken grunt slipped from him, and stunned gasps cut through the air.

Well… almost everyone was shocked.

None of the Alphas in the room looked even remotely surprised. Their expressions were cold, detached, as if this were nothing out of the ordinary. At the corner of my vision, I caught Samuel’s smirk widening, clear amusement dancing in his eyes, while Lucien and Silas watched without so much as a flinch.

Claude, however-

His anger exploded.

His aura surged outward, crushing and suffocating, pressing into everyone in the room. Even the elders trembled, shrinking back in their seats, desperate not to draw his attention or become the next target of his wrath.

“Kael!”

I heard his parents scream, along with Seraphina’s voice. His parents rushed to his side, panic written all over their faces, while Seraphina remained where she was, trembling, unable to move. Her face had gone deathly pale, her eyes wide with shock and

fear.

As for me…

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Claude. My heart pounded violently in my chest.

He was furious. That much was undeniable. I had never seen him like this before. Claude had always hidden his emotions behind a smirk or a sharp, mocking remark but now…

“How dare you…” Claude growled.

His eyes burned brighter as they locked onto Seraphina. She flinched, tears spilling freely as she leaned back in terror. Slowly, deliberately, he rose from his seat and began to walk toward her.

His casual white clothes fluttered as his aura surged with every step, his long blond hair ruffling in the invisible force around

him.

At that moment, he looked nothing like Claude.

Seraphina gasped, her lips parting as if to scream, but no sound came. She scrambled backward, desperately trying to put distance between herself and him.

His brothers watched.

Lucien lifted his cigar to his lips with calm, his movements smooth and unhurried, as though he were waiting for Claude to actually tear Seraphina apart.

Silas, too, merely observed.

He leaned back in his seat, legs crossed, showing no intention of intervening which was an unsettling sight, considering Silas was usually the one who stopped his brothers before things went too far.

But this time… no one was stopping Claude.

“You…” Claude continued, his voice low and deadly. “Do you think this is a joke?”

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His brows furrowed, lips pulling into a hard frown as he kept walking toward Seraphina.

“Do you not realize the gravity of the mistake you made?” His gaze sharpened. “The gravity of the mistake he made.”

He was talking about Kael, who still hadn’t opened his eyes, his parents sobbing as they desperately tried to shake him awake.

“It was his duty to protect them,” Claude went on, his voice tightening. “To keep the people safe. To fight, even if it cost him his life. But because of your decision, many lives were lost. Lives that could have been saved if only you had made a different choice. And yet…”

He took another step closer… then stopped.

“You are unremorseful.”

A ripple of shock spread through the room at his words. Even his brothers looked momentarily stunned, especially at seeing him speak with such raw emotion over yesterday’s deaths.

A shaky breath escaped me as I stared, wide-eyed, in disbelief.

The way he spoke…like the death of his people had truly affected him.

He was sad about the lives lost yesterday.

Now that I thought about it-

My gaze flickered to Lucien and Silas as realization struck me.

They were all upset about yesterday, even though they didn’t show it.

These ruthless Alphas, whose names alone spread terror across every pack, the Alphas cursed by the Goddess for their brutality, actually cared deeply about the lives of their people.

Yes, they killed.

They were no different from the rogues yesterday. It was the countless deaths they had caused that earned them their curse in the first place.

But something deep inside me knew this—

If they had a choice… if it meant protecting their pack, their people they would give up their lives without hesitation.

Something Kael couldn’t do.

“I- I…” Seraphina tried to speak, her voice breaking as she stared at Claude with trembling eyes. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she kept backing away until her back hit the nearest wall

Then Claude moved.

No one saw it happen.

His figure didn’t blur, he simply vanished.

The next second, he was in front of her.

Seraphina wasn’t on the ground.

She was pinned to the wall.

Claude’s hand was wrapped around her throat, lifting lier effortlessly as her feet dangled helplessly above the floor. Her eyes went wide with terror, hands clutching at his wrist as her body shook.

“Oh my goddess-”

The elders gasped.

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“S-Seraphina…” Kael’s mother stammered.

However, no one moved.

Claude strangled her in the air, his expression eerily calm, almost readable. He tilted his head slightly, studying her without a single flicker of emotion.

I stiffened, swallowing hard.

Seraphina was pregnant.

And Claude-Claude clearly didn’t care.

They weren’t called ruthless for nothing.

“A-Alpha… please, I-” Seraphina choked, tears spilling faster now, realization finally crashing down on her. She had crossed a line that she shouldn’t have. That these men were truly ruthless.

Not only had they stopped Kael from going to the packhouse… she hadn’t even felt remorse.

I watched from the edge of my seat as Claude’s lips slowly curved upward.

It wasn’t his usual amused smile.

It was sharp. Dark.

A chill raced down my spine.

I remembered that smile.

It was the same one Claude wore when he’d called Seraphina and Kael ugly straight to their faces.

When he’d mocked them.

When he had decided to be cruel and petty with his words just because he could.

And when he spoke, I was right..

“And to top it off,” he said calmly, tightening his grip around Seraphina’s throat, “you actually believe you are better than her?”

His smile widened as he stared at her struggling face.

“The woman you call a slut. A whore. Wolfless.”

He leaned in slightly. “She went to the packhouse yesterday with o regard for her own life-just to save people.”

His gaze hardened.

“But what did you do?” he continued coolly. “What did your so-called… mate do?”

My breath hitched.

The room went deathly still as Seraphina began to choke, her gas growing desperate.

A low chuckle slipped from Claude as he leaned closer, his face inces from hers, his voice dropping-soft, dangerous, yet loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Do you know what I think happened yesterday?” he murmured. don’t think you pathetic idiots committed treason.”

He scoffed lightly.

“No. You and that other idiot over there…” he gestured lazily toward Kael’s mother without breaking eye contact with Seraphina, “were simply stupid enough to believe the note wasn’t real.”

He tapped his temple with a finger.

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“And why is that?” he asked mockingly, his grip tightening just enough to make her gasp.

“Because there’s absolutely nothing in here. You’re pathetic,” he continued, his tone sharp, almost bored but dripping with venom. “You don’t think. You don’t reflect. All you have is a loud mouth that never shuts up and an ego with absolutely nothing to show for it. You have no worth, nothing that makes you impressive, nothing that makes you valuable. The only thing that ties you to anything remotely significant is the fact that you’re his mate. But is that something to be proud of when you are just two fools mated together.”

The tension in the room snapped so tight it felt like it might shatter, and one of the elders couldn’t help but whisper under his breath,

“Damn…”

Claude wasn’t done.

“And as for that idiot over there?” he went on. “The mate you’re so thrilled to have is nothing but a weakling. He knew the note yesterday wasn’t a lie. He knew about the attack and he still chose not to go.”

He tilted his head slightly, staring at the barely conscious Seraphina.

“And do you know why?”

She was on the brink of suffocation now, her chest heaving, her hands trembling against his wrist. Yet I could tell, Claude wasn’t using his full strength. He wasn’t truly trying to kill her.

The only reason was obvious.

She was pregnant.

So maybe… he wasn’t completely ruthless after all.

“P-please… I-I can’t breathe…” Seraphina gasped, tears streaming down her flushed face.

Claude didn’t flinch.

Instead, his smile widened as he turned his head sharply toward Kael, humming thoughtfully.

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