Sold To The Alphas I Hate-Chapter 336: Inviting A Wolf

Kael’s POV

Once Raven was calm, I told him, "No one is going to punish you for talking. In fact, we all want to hear you. Maybe calling us mommy and daddy. But you can do it when you are ready, alright?"

He nodded.

"But if you want, you can call me daddy by using the mind link. I will hear you," I said.

I knew I was being greedy, but I couldn’t stop it. His voice when he called me daddy still rang in my ears.

Maybe it was punishment for not knowing his existence for the past five years, that I can’t hear my son.

We returned inside the house. Others must have been wondering about what we talked about, but none of them questioned.

Eira was waiting for Raven, but was still hesitant to reach him on her own unless there was something she needed to do with him.

"Go to mommy," I told Raven.

The little guy went to her, and she offered, "How about we read a story book?"

He nodded. Both of them were immersed in their world.

Standing on the side, I watched them. Regret feeling my mind once more. If I had not been ignorant six years back, so much more we would have done together with our child.

I felt a hand over my shoulder.

"You should rest. Your wounds are not to be taken lightly as well," I heard Roman. "Though you are strong, there is always a limit."

I hummed and headed to my study instead of going to my room. I had work to do there.

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Eira’s POV

It’s a night Lucian was still unconscious, or I should say he was in a deep sleep. Roman had told me he might wake up tomorrow.

Kael hadn’t come to the room yet, while Raven had fallen asleep without him. He showed up only for dinner and returned to his study again, instructing Raven to be with me.

Now lying in the bed of the dimly lit room with Raven by my side, I was staring at the empty place on the other side. It felt as if something was missing and sleep wouldn’t come to me.

Maybe I was just used to seeing him on the bed whenever I slept here. I tried to sleep, but couldn’t help but turn and toss. I wanted to know what he was doing. Was he not well with all those dangerous wounds on his body? Was there any other threat again that he was busy taking care of? So many questions grappled my mind.

Today he fought for our son despite knowing the danger and that he could have died. I realized I didn’t hate him anymore. The bitterness inside me might show up once in a while as my soul was wounded, but when I am rational, I can’t come to hate him.

He brought our son back.

I sat up in bed. ’This won’t do. I need to know what he is up to. I am his mate. I have the right to know everything.’

I made sure Raven was in deep sleep. ’I’ll return quickly. He should be fine.’

Leaving the room, I reached the silent drawing room. Everyone seemed to have retired to their room.

But then I spotted Roman entering the home from the garden side. He seemed to be strolling outside and smoking, as I had a strong whiff of smoke the moment he entered the glass door.

He came to me. "Are you hungry?"

These days I ate so often that if I even wandered here and there, they would think I was hungry.

"No...I was just..." My gaze wandered everywhere to find Kael’s traces. Maybe he was outside strolling as well. No, he shouldn’t. He is hurt.

"Looking for Kael?" He completed my unsaid words.

Hesitant, I looked at him. "He hasn’t returned to the room yet, so I was worried...."

"He is in the study," he gestured in that direction. "You can go to him."

Shit! Roman is my mate as well, but once I mated with him, I hadn’t paid him any attention like his mate should.

I cleared my throat. "Aren’t you sleeping yet?"

"Didn’t feel like it," he answered, his gaze observing my face.

I wondered what more to say, but then heard him, "Don’t worry about Raven. I’ll be with him."

"Umm...I’ll be back soon," I told him.

He didn’t respond, but leaned closer and kissed me, his hands cupping my face. I responded back, letting this sweet sensation sink into my body. My mate showed his affection to me.

He stopped soon and whispered against my lips, "Take your time. You don’t have to hurry back."

’Why is he saying this? I am just going to check on Kael.’

"I..."

He put a finger on my lips to stop me from talking.

"Good night." He pecked on my lips gently and left to go upstairs to accompany Raven.

I watched him leave, and then went to Kael’s study.

I knocked on the door once, very lightly, and waited for a while.

There was no response. I gathered courage and decided to open the door. It was the first time I was entering his study, unsure what to expect.

The moment I entered the room, I noticed a tall figure in a black robe slumped on the dark leathered couch, one hand resting on the armrest, one leg stretched out while the other half folded on the floor, head slightly tilted up at the headrest. His brows were furrowed and his expression was restless.

He didn’t hear when I knocked. Did I knock too softly, or he just couldn’t hear it... because he is in pain?

As I took one step ahead from the entrance, he opened his eyes and stared at me.

His eyes had a reddish dark glint in them, and the way he looked at me almost scared me.

The same moment the door behind me closed, adding to the fear.

My hands clutched my dress on the sides. Should have I not come? Is it going to anger him to enter his study without his permission?

Struggling between whether to stay or leave under that intimidating gaze of his, I decided to stay.

I am his mate. What can he do to me? I will tell the truth that I was just worried about him.

He still said nothing at all, and watched me with a dazed and dangerous gaze as if he had never seen me before. It made me wonder if something was wrong with him.

I had never seen him this way since I came to this home, except for that one time... that night when he was dazed and his eyes were the same predatory.

I swallowed hard as fear from that disastrous night of my life gripped me. I should return.

"I am sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you. I will come later," I said, and turned to leave.

My hand quickly found the door handle and pushed the door, but it closed in the same moment it opened. I pushed again, and this time it didn’t move at all.

He is using his power.

My heart thumped in my chest, my mind turning anxious. I tried to move the handle, but I knew better, there was no use.

The hair at the back of my neck stood up the moment I sensed movement. I could sense everything. He was walking towards me, and with each of his steps, my heart felt like it was banging against my rib cage.

What should I do?

I felt a warm breath over my head, a warmth against my cold back, without him even touching me yet.

"Are you scared of me?" I head a hoarse and heavy voice over my head.

Damn! He caught me. Will it offend him if I said yes.

"I..was just..." I felt as if I didn’t remember any other word. My mind had blacked out due to anxiety.

Both his hands rested at the door, trapping me between them. He leaned his face a little down and I heard him just over my earlobe, "You are my mate Eira. And the mother of my kids. I would rather die than ever harm you."

His words made me feel guilty now. We had been together for so many days, mated and slept in the same bed, but he was nothing but a gentleman to me. Not even once he tried to force his rights as my mate over me.

But some trauma from the past might not leave me so soon.

He removed his hands from the door, and it opened the next moment. The gesture that he was allowing me to leave. Maybe my silence told him that I was scared.

I held the door handle and closed the door instead of pushing it open entirely and leave this place.

I slowly turned around to face him, my gaze meeting his. His eyes were still the same. I wasn’t sure why.

I assured my heart and mind that there was nothing to be scared of about this man.

"I was worried. You didn’t return to the room," My voice was low and gentle.

He stared at me for a moment, before asking, "Were you missing me by your side?"

Yes, I missed him. It would be a lie if I said no.

"It’s your fault for making me used to your presence," I said in a low and complaining tone. "You should follow what you always do."

He raised a brow. He must not have expected me to be so bold and admit it on his face.

"What if I say you are not returning to our room tonight?" he asked, as if challenging me.

"Then, I’ll say...Roman is there by Raven’s side," I replied, looking straight in his eyes.

"You are inviting a wolf so boldly," his deep voice dangerously intimidating, his fingers ran along my jaw and down to neck, in a seductive touch. "You should truly be careful even if I am your mate."

His touch sent shives down my spine, and swallowed hard, unable to answer him.

He felt utterly dangerous, but at the same time me and my wolf craved for him.