Kael’s POV
I was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in the darkness. Only the dim light coming through the glass windows kept the room visible.
The other four weren’t here, and sleep wasn’t coming to . In the middle of the night, when I finally felt my eyes grow heavy, I sensed sothing strange. I sat up and looked towards Eira, and to my surprise, she wasn’t there on the mattress.
Then sothing shiny caught my eyes. A silver wolf, its fur glowing in the moonlight pouring through the wall-sized glass window. It wasn’t on the mattress but sleeping on the floor, its entire body curved protectively around the box where Vixen and her kittens slept.
She had finally shifted again, and this ti it was nothing like her previous shift—no pain, no difficulty.
Had she really gotten used to shifting after just one try? That was indeed surprising. I had thought she might be scared of shifting again because of the pain she felt, but then another question arose.
Did she shift by her own will, or did her wolf take over when her mind drifted into sleep? The second option seed more plausible.
The strangeness I felt earlier was because my wolf had sensed her presence and grown restless. He wanted to go to her. Her wolf didn’t feel like it hated , so I decided to take the chance and shifted into my wolf form.
The next morning she might hate if she realized what her wolf and I did, but she had to get used to it. She couldn’t stay locked in her hatred forever. She had to accept everything—accept .
In my wolf form, I walked toward her with careful steps and then curled around her. My huge wolf form almost enveloped her entirely, letting my warmth seep into her.
She felt —her wolf felt comforted and snuggled against perfectly.
I wondered, if during her first heat she was in her wolf form, would it be easier for her? Her wolf didn’t hate . How it would happen, only ti would tell.
But then, as I inhaled her scent, sothing different struck . It alerted my body, and my wolf purred—I knew why. The bastard was feeling it.
Was this a sign of her heat coming anyti soon? There was a clear change in her scent, though not strong enough yet to drive completely crazy.
Was the food Lucian fed her having its effect, or would she have gone into heat already?
If that was the case, how I wished to feed her more of that food and prolong her heat cycle for as long as possible.
Today she smiled because of the kittens. Tomorrow she might co alive when she sees a child in our ho. And then, perhaps, she would start accepting everything. That way, she might even accept mating with . So many questions rushed through my mind as I tried to calm my wolf, assuring him she wasn’t in heat yet.
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The next day, we woke up in our human form, just like previous morning—with her snuggled naked in my arms.
I carefully picked her up and placed her on the mattress, covering her with the blanket. Just as I gathered her torn dress, which she hadn’t removed before shifting, my brothers returned ho after spending the night in the planning room.
I could see they hadn’t slept the entire night.
Seeing naked, her torn dress in my hand, they looked at her lying on the mattress.
"She shifted in her sleep, so I accompanied her," I told them, making it clear she wasn’t in heat and we hadn’t mated.
They humd in response and dispersed to their rooms. When they returned, Lucian updated on the child’s situation. Most probably, tonight they would have to leave for the boundary of the RavenClaw pack, if the confirmation from his team ca through.
"If there’s a need for , I will co as well," I told them. The only issue was that we would have to take Eira with us if I went.
"There won’t be," Lucian assured . "And I wouldn’t recomnd taking her anywhere far when her body is still unstable."
I humd and said, "The food you made yesterday, make that again."
"Is it working?" he asked.
"I’m not sure, but I can feel she’s close to getting her heat. My wolf would tell," I answered.
"I’ve researched a few more. We’ll try those today. Maybe they’ll be more effective," Lucian said and already headed to the kitchen.
Just then, the security head of the estate entered the ho and inford , "Alpha, those workers you ordered are here."
"Get them in after ten minutes," I instructed, and the head left.
I turned to my brothers and explained, "I called for the workers to prepare a room for a child."
"That’s indeed a good call," Roman told , and walked towards Eira even before I could instruct him to take her inside the room.
She was naked, though covered in the blanket, and we didn’t want an outsider to see even a hair on her head.
That day, Eira was around the kittens, but she would step out of the ho once in a while to get fresh air.
"Do you think everything is fine with her?" Roman asked. "She looks a little restless."
"Maybe she felt stuffy after staying in one place for too long and needed to walk around in the sunlight and fresh air," Jason comnted.
None of us was ready to ask if it was a sign of her getting into heat anyti soon. For so reason, we all had excuses to avoid the situation where we would be asking who would mate with her.
The entire day she was the sa, and by the evening she had cooped herself inside the side house. When anyone of us tried to talk to her, she angrily told us to stay away from her and let her be alone.
"Shall I check on her?" Roman asked, finally worried for her.
I could tell my brothers felt the sa, but none of them wished to go against her when she had told us to stay away.
We could only look at the side house from the drawing room. We knew she wouldn’t go anywhere now—she couldn’t.
"It will be dinner ti soon, and she didn’t even have proper lunch today," Lucian said.
"Go check on her," I finally said.
Roman stepped out of the ho and walked towards the side house. But just a few steps away, he froze in place.
Instead of going forward, he stepped back, as if in shock.
My brothers and I ca out of the ho to see him like this.
"Roman, what—" Lucian’s voice cut off midway as he froze in place as well.
And the rest of us were the sa, mirroring each other’s expressions.
Shock!
The tempting scent was spreading in the air, the strong scent of a pureblood shewolf that could pull any werewolf towards her, making them lose their minds. To be precise, it was a maddening scent.
What we feared was finally here. What we knew, but still couldn’t prepare ourselves for.
It was the scent of her going into heat.
She was finally in heat.
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