They want her

Each of them were dressed in seemingly expensive tuxedos and towered quietly over the unconscious lady. Although he was responsible for running over Kiera, he seemed to care less. Those jade green eyes of his roamed blankly around the bloodied and unconscious figure, with an emotionless countenance on his face. 

Himself and his brothers spent some seconds gaping at her before he turned to leave abruptly. 

“Hey Wesley. Don't tell me you're leaving without doing shit?” Jayson, the less aggressive one, scrawled nastily from behind. Yet, Wesley remained nonchalant and continued walking towards the Lamborghini at a slow pace. 

Jayden, who had a bag of chips in his possession, kept eating repeatedly as he stared at Kiera. “So… What should we do? Leave her like this?” Jayden asked while munching on his chips. 

Sidney swayed his head around lazily before turning to leave. “There's no way in hell I'm going to touch that thing!” he scoffed, his tone laced with disgust—his hate for commoners is something that's mind blogging. Singularly, he can be described as a perfectionist, and anyone who can't maintain a normal standard of living isn't classified as a living thing in his dictionary. Jayson glanced behind to find three of his brothers strolling towards the car. 

Deep within, he contemplated whether to ignore the girl or take her with him back to the palace. A sigh escaped his lips as he concluded on turning a blind eye to her. 

So, he began trailing after them but halted to glance back at Hayden, who's rooted to the spot. 

“Hayden, aren't you coming?” Jayson questioned only to be responded with silence. Hayden made his way to the tree, crouched on the tarred road, then scooped the bloody lady off the ground. 

For some minutes, he ogled expressionlessly at her bloodied face before heading for the car. Initially, Jayson was shocked, then again, Hayden is known for doing crazy shit. 

Hayden approached the car but wasn't let in by Wesley and Sidney—while Wesley glared resentfully at Hayden, Sidney's gaze was fixed on Kiera; he felt disgust running through his veins. 

“What the fuck are you doing with that piece of crap! You're shitting yourself if you think I'll let that thing into this car!” Sidney rasped seriously with a low tone. Jayden, however, had slid into the back seat, eating and watching his brothers argue. 

“In which car are you planning to take that blind witch into?” Wesley snorted haughtily. Jayson felt the atmosphere getting tensed, but when he attempted to step in, Hayden turned away. 

Wordlessly, he began walking off. Apparently, he intended to walk back—that's how he usually avoids conflict with his brothers; he'd rather cause great discomfort or place himself in an unpleasant situation than argue with them. 

“Hayden, the fuck are you doing!” Wesley yelled from behind. “You're seriously going to walk? Just throw that thing away and get into the goddamn car!” he added meanly, yet Hayden played ignorance to their utterance. 

“Let the bastard be. It's his choice” Sidney muttered before sliding into the car. Unhesitatingly, Wesley followed. “Are you coming, Jayson?” Jayden yelled inquiringly. 

Jayden was indecisive, but eventually went into the car. The flashy Lamborghini sped off with Jayson staring sadly at Hayden who kept trekking; the palace is quite a distance away, why the fuck would Hayden sacrifice the luxury of riding in a comfortable car because of a girl?

Isn't that absurd? Occasionally, Jayson sighed worriedly, yet he seemed like the only one who cared; the rest didn't. 

Meanwhile, Hayden didn't seem fazed by the nonchalance of his brothers. Although they are quintuplets, it doesn't necessarily signify that they have a close bond. Even though their father; the previous Alpha, Axel, desires so much cooperativeness, love, and unity between them, it's something that's literally impossible. 

There can never be any form of love between them—never! Hayden took a pause from his thoughts, then diverted his gaze to the lady he's holding unto. 

The thick blood trailing down her forehead drenched every inch of her face—ranging from her long scanty eyelashes;the ginger colored freckles that sat beautifully on her face; those kissable yet blood stained pouty red lips of hers, Hayden concluded she's bewitching alluring. 

His attention was shifted to the dark sky due to the continuous rumbling emanating from it; it's about to rain. Hayden heaved gently then shook his head. 

“Can't believe I'm the one doing this shit” he muttered. Carefully, he laid her down on the tarred road, then took off the coat he wore. Afterward, he wrapped it warmly around her petite figure before holding unto her again. 

Thereafter, he continued his journey to the palace. 

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 AT THE CRIMSON PALACE~~

An umbrella was placed over his head, which was filled with gray lengthy hair. On his wrinkled face he wore a gleeful expression with a wide smile lingering persistently on his chapped lips. Even though it was raining pretty heavily, not a single drop met with his skin. 

There, he stood, apparently awaiting the presence of his sons with his bodyguard—Bruno, who held an umbrella over his head. 

“Master Axel, you must head back in. You'll catch a cold” Bruno leaned in closer than advanced respectfully. The chilly wind repeatedly kissed their skins roughly, but Axel didn't seem affected by it. How can he when he's over joyous to welcoming his sons? — roughly it's been up to five consecutive years since he's last seen his sons. 

He's obviously impatient to meet them; to the extent, he's awaiting their arrival in the windy rain. “Say, Bruno, don't you think they're running late? I'm getting worried” Axel voiced out uncertainty. 

“The young alphas will be here soon, do exercise patience, Master” he spoke reassuringly. Some minutes passed by afterward when a Lamborghini sports car came driving into the luxurious palace. 

Axel merely restrained himself from gushing like a kid as soon as the doors slid open. Instantly, dozens of maids rolled in—each holding onto an umbrella. 

Wesley stepped down first—his face was twisted into an arrogant smirk, which gracefully complimented the haughty look in his almond shaped eyes. 

Sidney was the second to come down—he had an obnoxious grin playing on those reddish lips of his. At a glance, it was evident he's a total snub judging from the way he's glaring at the maids who tried to cover him from the rain. Jayden followed afterward. 

“Hey there, pretty ladies!” he winked cunningly at the maids. While some blushed uncontrollably, some almost lost their stance. Jayson came last, wearing a saddened countenance. Axel continuously smiled as they alighted—his joy is immeasurable right now. 

Unlike him, Bruno noticed the absence of Hayden. “Master, Alpha Hayden seems to be missing”

“Oh, is he? Well, he's not that essential anyway,” Axel shrugged and Bruno bitten his lips anxiously, clearly worried about Hayden. 

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Presently, the Jackson Household could be seen seated at the elongated dining table, having dinner glassily. Hayden's absence wasn't talked about or cared for, so dinner went on smoothly. 

The air in the room was bubbling as Axel conversed with his sons and Bruno stood behind him, like always. The maids assigned to serve dinner came rolling in, it was evident some were fearful—in this household, a single mistake can cost you your life. 

A maid went over to Sidney's table and cautiously began laying out the glassware when she accidentally slipped the glass of fruit wine on his clothing. At that moment, she knew she fucked up big time. The maid was yet to apologize when a hand encircled her throat. 

“How…dare you!!” The raucousness of his tone successfully sent the chandeliers, and anything made of glass, crushing down. Steadily, he arose from the seat with rage flashing through his eyes. 

He growled frightfully, and his fangs were soon evident. “A…a…a… Alpha Sidney…please…please!” both her hands were feebly roaming around his pleadingly as she begged for mercy. Yet….. Forgiveness Is like a distant dot in his mind. 

Slowly, blood escaped her throat due to how deep his claws had dung into her fleshy skin. Sidney was never stopped or spoken to. Jayden went ahead eating delightfully, Jayson had his head bowed, Wesley sincerely didn't give a fuck while Axel…watched. 

The maid gasped for breath intensely; tears rushed freely down her eyes, but Sidney seemed bent on sending her to the afterlife. The maids looked on pitifully, then again what can they do again Sidney Jackson?

Death was clearly certain for her since she shut her eyes, ready to accept the cold arms of death when…loud screams were produced from the living room. 

Everyone's attention was diverted instantly, Sidney inclusive. Easily, he flung the maid like a piece of paper to a corner. He rushed over with his brother and father trailing after. 

Axel furrowed his eyebrows questioningly at Hayden, who's walking luxuriously into the living with a lady dripping with blood in his arms. Hayden was completely drenched—his wet silky black hair stuck rebelliously to his flawless face, adding immensely to his surreal look. 

“Hayden! What is…”

“The infirmary” Hayden's cold voice cut through Axel's words. At first, the maids were motionless, probably too stunned to speak. Hayden frowned. 

“Where's the motherfucking infirmary!” he yelled demandingly. A maid scurried towards him, then bowed. She offered to lead the way, which he accepted wholly. 

Hayden ignored his brothers entirely as he trailed after the maid. Jayson immediately went after them, before they all expected Axel. “Who was that?” Axel muttered to himself. 

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AT THE INFIRMARY~~

Kiera was being attended to by the doctor before Hayden stepped out. His brothers surfaced quickly, each wearing a different expression. “How is she?” Jayson questioned, concern laced in his tone. 

Hayden maintenanced his lowered gaze on the floor, deciding not to respond to any of them. Wesley grimaced then stepped forward. 

“What the fuck are you trying to prove, huh!” he barked impolitely at him. “You're trying to turn her into your bitch or what? She's quite sexy” Jayden jiggled his eyebrows funnily at Hayden. 

Sidney seemed more infuriated. “Hayden.” he scrawled, marching towards him. He stood right in front of him. 

The two Alphas glared resentfully at each other as the tension grew. “Look here, Hay, what are you attempting to prove? Is she your slut or what?”

“Yeah. She's my new slave. Got a problem with it, bastard?”