Eira’s POV
Today, the entire day felt like the most peaceful one after six long years of chaos. Raven was with most of the ti, slept with , ate with , and we even played.
Not sure what happened to Kael, but when he returned ho, he hugged Raven for so reason. He looked hurt and emotional though he tried to hide it.
I didn’t want to recognise his pain or anything, but if it was about Raven, I couldn’t ignore it.
I wanted to ask him what happened, if everything was alright with Raven, but the bastard didn’t even look at and chose to hide in his room.
Now lying in bed, all I could think about was going to Raven, as Kael had once again taken Raven to his room to sleep. I couldn’t sleep anymore despite trying.
On the other hand, Roman, lying next to , wasn’t any different. Though he was quiet and unmoved, I could see he wasn’t able to sleep either.
I was not sure what happened between him and that woman, but from what Kael told about her demands from Roman, that bitch already got on my nerves.
She should choose to die rather than use a newborn to extend her pathetic life. What kind of a woman was she, not worth calling a mother even? Even from a distance, I could tell that sickly bitch was no less than a monster.
Because of her tomorrow we had to go to that shitty place again, the council. The last ti I was there, I felt like I was standing in another prison, and I hated to even breathe there.
I hate to admit it, but at that mont, having these five around made feel at ease, as if they were protecting from the suffocation I was feeling.
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen tomorrow at the council, but I wanted it to be over soon so I could return ho quickly and be with Raven, as he wasn’t coming with us. The matters between them had nothing to do with as long as that bitch didn’t co for .
At the sa ti, those words ’a mother had more rights over her child’ stuck in my mind. If I get my son, then I will have more rights over him than his father.
So, there’s no harm even if they got to know whose child it was. As a mother, I’ll practice my rights over him and keep him with .
"If you can’t sleep, you can go to Kael’s room," I heard Roman, and that pulled back to my senses.
I turned to look at him and found him looking back at . It felt like he was waiting for to sleep or leave.
"I know why you are not able to sleep," he added. "You can truly go to Kael’s room."
"If you worry about my sleep that much, why don’t you just bring Raven here?" I asked sarcastically. "Afraid to go against your brother?"
He stayed quiet for a mont before saying, "Raven wants to be with him as well."
Damn it!
I knew this bitter truth as well.
It seed like Kael had put so magic spell on Raven, that he was stuck to him like glue. Did I not pay enough attention to him? The entire day he was with , but at night, he followed Kael like an obedient lamb.
I frowned and turned my back to Roman.
Ti passed by as I finally felt my eyes grow heavy and I drifted to sleep, but then...
I felt a movent in the bed and realized Roman was leaving after checking if I was asleep.
’Where is he going at this hour?’ I thought, but then, ’None of my business.’
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but damn, I couldn’t.
Why did this bastard have to move and disturb my sleep? But I knew better—it wasn’t because he disturbed my sleep, but because I couldn’t help feeling worried about where he was going at this hour.
If he wished to visit the bathroom, it was inside the room. Even the water jar was entirely filled to go outside to get it.
After knowing about his mother, my heart just couldn’t stop feeling worried.
I am such a hopeless and useless one to even worry for any of them.
I stepped out of the bed, ready to go out and check.
Alright! This is only to make sure that the bastard is just around here, so I can return to my peaceful sleep.
I went out of the room, careful not to make any sound. He wasn’t in the drawing room, so I looked around. The exit door toward the side house was open. He seed to have left from there.
I went ahead, and just as I stepped out and the cold air hit , I saw Roman walking away.
"Where are you going?" A voice got my attention.
Out of nowhere, Lucian had appeared in front of Roman and blocked his way.
"Nowhere, just walking around," Roman replied.
"Still want to lie after being caught?" Lucian asked as he held the lapel of Roman’s trench coat, which he had put on before leaving. "Are you feeling cold in such weakly cold air? What kind of werewolf are you?"
Roman shrugged his hand away. "None of your business," he said and turned his steps to walk past Lucian.
But Lucian’s hand landed on Roman’s chest in a firm thud to stop him. Both of their eyes t in a challenging way.
Roman, who I had always seen calm and composed since the day they brought , for the first ti I was seeing him cold and distant. So he had this side as well where he could challenge his brothers, but he chose to be level headed and passive to keep everything peaceful.
"You are not going anywhere," Lucian’s voice was cold as he warned.
"I will do as I please. Stop treating like a child. I am not Rafe." Roman countered, "Get out of my way."
"Why do they have to hurt in their conversation?" Rafe’s voice rang just behind , so close.
It startled , almost making jump in fright.
When did this bastard appear behind ? Is he a ghost?
"You are not allowed to leave ho tonight," Lucian declared, "and I have all the authority to stop you." Then, Lucian looked toward the wall size window of Kael’s room.
I followed his gaze as well, and Kael was watching it all from his room.
Roman followed Lucian’s gaze as well to see Kael.
It was Kael’s order that Roman wasn’t allowed to leave.
Anger painted Roman’s face as he glared at Lucian. "You are asking for it," he said and hurled a punch at Lucian.
Which Lucian obviously dodged, but it was just the start. Lucian smirked at him, cracking his neck as if he was ready for the fight.
"You are in for so action, sweetheart," Rafe said as she stood next to .
Who the fuck was he calling sweetheart. I turned my head and offered him a glare.
The bastard smirked, "How about so popcorns and drinks?"
I frowned. His brothers were going to fight, and this bastard was ready to enjoy it instead of stopping them.
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