Sold To The Alphas I Hate Chapter 344: Eira’s Birthday

Eira’s POV

"Caldwell, cut the cake already," Rafe comnted, glancing at the huge wall clock hanging on the wall. "The day has started."

Jason silently handed the knife. I took it, emotions rising unexpectedly inside . My eyes burned, but I forced myself to stay composed. I did not want to cry. Not now.

"Raven is in deep sleep, so I didn’t bring him," Kael said gently.

"Oh." I looked at him and nodded. "You did well. It’s hard for him to sleep peacefully."

"We are going to cut another cake later, the one Raven selected for you," Roman added. "That will make up for it."

"He chose the cake?" I asked softly. "When?"

"That’s his secret," Roman replied with a faint smile. "Just know that he was very excited about it."

I smiled, looking forward to it. The thought distracted enough to steady my breathing, and I inhaled slowly to calm myself. All good now.

I blew out the candles and cut the cake. They fed pieces one by one, and I returned the gesture while they clicked pictures around us.

Kael leaned closer and pressed a soft peck to my forehead. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you," I said, smiling at him.

"Happy birthday," Roman followed, brushing his lips against mine. "Hmm, cake tastes better this way."

A soft chuckle escaped . Lucian stepped forward next, his gaze falling to my lips again.

Damn. He had already left them swollen and burning.

As if sensing my thoughts, he let out a quiet chuckle and simply pulled into a hug, careful not to crush . "Happy birthday, Eira."

I wrapped my arms around him and murmured, "Thank you."

He released , and Rafe stepped closer. "Well, nothing about you is left untouched today by so bastard, so I will just..." He dipped his fingers into the cream and sared it across my cheeks. "Make do with this. Happy birthday, Caldwell."

Couldn’t he just call by my na like everyone else? Whatever.

"Thank you," I replied.

"Happy birthday," I heard Jason say as he picked up a tissue from the box on the table.

"Thank you," I repeated, and he gently wiped the cream from my cheeks.

I stood still, unsure how else to react. Once he finished, he stepped back, giving space again.

Kael stepped forward again and ca to stand before , pulling a small box from his pocket.

My gaze lingered on it as he opened the lid. "A birthday present for you."

As if srised, I stared at the beautiful red teardrop pendant hanging from a delicate chain. It did not look like an ordinary stone. There was sothing rare about it, sothing powerful. I could feel its energy, pure and protective, as though it carried a quiet strength within it.

I looked back at him. "It looks precious."

"That’s why it’s for you," he replied softly. "It belonged to my mother, a Luna. I wanted to give it to you."

He was giving sothing that belonged to his mother?

Everyone knew how deeply Kael loved her. Alice used to tell stories about it. I had seen him leave everything behind just to answer a single call from her, as if nothing else in the world mattered more. I had heard how kind she was too, a compassionate Luna who cared for everyone under her protection.

I wanted to ask if he was truly certain about giving it to , but before I could speak, he had already lifted the chain and placed it around my neck.

I touched the cool stone resting against my skin, just below my collarbone, and finally could not hold back. "Are you sure about this?"

"More than ever," he assured with a gentle smile. "It belongs to you. A Luna of this pack, and a woman I love. My mate."

I chose to accept it, honoring both his feelings and the aning behind the gift.

Then Roman guided back onto the sofa. He pulled a stack of papers from a large envelope he had taken from the table and handed a pen.

"You have to sign this," he said.

"What is it?"

"A part of the Valemonte empire’s shares in your na. The portion ant for the Luna of this pack," he said.

I looked at him in surprise. I had no idea how big or small that offer truly was, but was it right for to accept sothing connected to their company when I had nothing to do with it? I did not even work there.

"All of own share of it. And our mate deserves equal rights in whatever we own," Roman explained calmly. "So this is rightfully yours."

"You are the richest shewolf now, Caldwell," Rafe added with a crooked grin. "Just sign it. Don’t hesitate."

I looked at him, only for him to continue, his tone turning more serious. "You should understand by now that wealth gives you power, and you need to accept it when it cos your way. The weaklings only get trampled."

He sounded like the one who had experienced it first hand.

"And having only the power of a werewolf trait is not enough in this advanced world. If it were, you would not have suffered despite being a pureblood," he added.

His words made sense, even if they were blunt.

I glanced back at Roman, and he nodded encouragingly. "He is right. Sign it."

Letting out a shaky breath, I signed the papers anyway, unsure how I would ever use sothing like this when I already had everything I needed and these five were always there to protect .

Lucian handed a quiet, huge box and placed it carefully beside on the sofa.

He urged to open it.

I lifted the lid, and my eyes instantly brightened. Inside were countless photo fras, each holding monts from my life, from the past to the present.

I took my ti going through them one by one.

Pictures with Alice, Jennifer, and these five from the days we gathered at Alice’s ho. It felt as if those sweet mories had co alive again, the happiest months of my life captured in still monts. Back then, they had been my entire world.

There was nothing but laughter and warmth in those images. My vision blurred with tears, and I quickly wiped them away so they would not steal my chance to relive those mories once more.

"There are a few interesting ones too," Lucian said softly, handing another set of fras.

These were pictures from my present life in this house. I wondered when they had even taken them, because I did not rember posing for any of it.

They were candid monts, small glimpses of with each of them. Then my gaze fell on the sweetest ones of all.

and Raven.

Pictures of with my son.

My heart felt as though it might burst under the weight of so many emotions at once.

Lucian reached out and gently wiped the tears from my cheeks. "You liked it?"

I nodded quickly. "I did. I liked it a lot... thank you..."

"We will have many more going forward," he assured , and I nodded again.

"If you are done crying, ti to get to the fun part, Caldwell," Rafe’s voice broke in as he approached.

I looked up at him, and he handed a rectangular, finely carved box. "Sothing of your interest, trust ." A wicked grin curved his lips.

I hope he was not pranking , but then his eyes told that I was going to like it.