Roman’s POV
At last, the day of the Moon Festival arrived. Just as on the previous day, the five of us remained at ho.
After the drug incident with Eira, the previous day, the household had sunk into uneasy quiet. She spent her hours with her pets, drifting between eating, sleeping, and ignoring our very presence, as if it had beco her daily ritual.
anwhile, the rest of us continued our work within these walls. Kael and I were tied up in etings.
Rafe busied himself repairing shattered devices and scouring through data, pressing his sources to uncover more about the incident with Alice.
Lucian and Jason had their spies moving across territories, searching for traces of Eira’s child, her grandparents, and getting more information about the Alpha of the RavenClaw Pack.
But today was different. Today was the Moon Festival. All work was set aside, this one day reserved for her.
We had made plans, kept little surprises ready, hoping to bring her into the spirit of the festival.
We knew well she would not welco it. She might reject us outright, perhaps even despise us for trying. Yet we had resolved to face her hatred, her silence, her indifference. We would keep trying, until the end of our lives if we must, even if all it earned us was failure.
After breakfast, when plans for the festival were spoken of, the conversation turned to heavier matters we had pushed aside for too long.
"The council has given us a deadline for making her our mate," Lucian said gravely. "If we fail, they will co after us—and her—again."
Despite I had I marked her that day, the council had given us the deadline to make her our mate entirely. The bond had to be completed, but she was not ready, and none of us would dare force it upon her.
Kael’s gaze shifted to . "Today is the Moon Festival."
I understood what he ant and so did others.
I could feel the tension within them to think I will mate with her, but at the sa ti they knew we had no other choice. And, I also knew how it would hurt them if I mate with her. They all liked her the sa as . Though we were brothers, so facts and matters of hearts couldn’t be avoided.
"I don’t plan to mate with her today," I answered firmly, my eyes drifting to where she sat. "Look at her. Do you truly think it could happen with her consent? She would only endure , treating as one of those bastards who ruined her, letting have my way with her in silence." My voice grew colder. "And I don’t want that. She is my mate—not so random whore I want to fuck and leave. Either we wait until she heals, or we find another way to protect her."
The mory of that night still burned inside . All I wanted was to kiss her, but she offered herself to as though I were just another of her custor to satisfy.
Damn! It still hurt , that I didn’t try to get close to her that way.
Silence settled which showed their agreent with what I said. We all knew the brutal truth—she would never accept any of us willingly.
"Just focus on today’s event," Kael said at last, his tone steady with forced calm. "We will think about the rest when the ti cos. For now, just get her ready to co out with us."
"I will do it," I assured with confidence.
The others exchanged glances, and Rafe scoffed. "Yeah, you’ve got so magic wand that makes her listen to you every ti."
"You want it?" I shot back with a smirk.
He exhaled heavily. "Keep it to yourself. As long as she cos with us, that’s fine."
While the rest of us spoke, Jason alone remained quiet. His silence had stretched since the previous day, calm yet strangely detached. I wondered if regret still gnawed at him, now that he knew Eira hadn’t been the one to kill his sister.
"What’s on your mind, Jason?" I finally asked.
As if pulled back from a distant place, he lifted his head and answered, voice calm, composed, unyielding. "I’ll do the cooking today. Alone." His declaration was curt. "I need to buy so ingredients we don’t have at ho."
There was no trace on his face of being lost in thought. Bastard was always good at covering and hiding his emotions and thoughts. That handso, but all the ti rigid face of his was annoying sotis.
"Seems like we’re going to have sothing special for dinner," I remarked lightly. "We don’t mind."
Jason didn’t comnt.
"You can buy whatever you need when we go out," Lucian said, then turned his gaze toward . "Go. Get her ready. We leave soon."
I nodded and went to Eira, who was in her usual place. Vixen was playing around, and this ti Fluffy was enjoying being petted by Eira, his face lying in her lap like a child.
Sotis I wondered what kind of magic she had to make these pets so attached to her the mont they saw her. There must be sothing, right, that even the strong Alphas like us were attracted to her at the sa ti, and we wouldn’t mind turning into her pets.
Now when I think about the past, when I saw her for the first ti, and the present day, there was indeed sothing magical about her that made it impossible not to be attracted to her. I hope we will find the answers sooner or later.
I sat at the edge of that thick mattress and also petted Fluffy’s back. She didn’t look at , as expected.
"As I promised you before, I am going to take you to Alice," I said, and the next mont she looked at .
Her gaze was first shocked and then turned hopeful, as if asking whether I was not lying to her.
At the sa ti, I felt my brothers looking at , surprised as well. They had not thought I was going to use this and must be calling a sly fox already.
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