Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168: Her Maddening Scent

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 me. In the middle of the night, when I finally felt my eyes grow heavy, I sensed something strange. I sat up and looked towards Eira, and to my surprise, she wasn’t there on the mattress.

Then something 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 time 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 seemed 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 me, so I decided to take the chance and shifted into my wolf form.

The next morning she might hate me 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 me.

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 me—her wolf felt comforted and snuggled against me 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 me. How it would happen, only time would tell.

But then, as I inhaled her scent, something different struck me. It alerted my body, and my wolf purred—I knew why. The bastard was feeling it.

Was this a sign of her heat coming anytime soon? There was a clear change in her scent, though not strong enough yet to drive me 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 come alive when she sees a child in our home. And then, perhaps, she would start accepting everything. That way, she might even accept mating with me. 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 home after spending the night in the planning room.

I could see they hadn’t slept the entire night.

Seeing me 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 hummed in response and dispersed to their rooms. When they returned, Lucian updated me 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 came through.

"If there’s a need for me, I will come 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 me. "And I wouldn’t recommend taking her anywhere far when her body is still unstable."

I hummed and said, "The food you made yesterday, make that again."

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 time soon, and she didn’t even have proper lunch today," Lucian said.

"Go check on her," I finally said.

Roman stepped out of the home 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 came out of the home 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 same, 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.