Kael’s POV
Liam was truly pleased at how Eira was ready to get back at us, but the bastard didn’t know we were waiting just for that. We wanted her to take out all that bitterness she had been holding in for years.
"And you shouldn’t shift when you are pregnant," I heard Liam tell her. "There’s a chance to hurt a baby as your body goes through the critical anatomical changes when you shift."
"I won’t," she assured.
The more I looked at her, the more I could see she was determined to do everything to protect her child... our child.
"There are some rare cases when strong purebloods like you had to shift to protect themselves and it didn’t affect their child, but it’s always good to not shift to avoid any risk," Liam added.
As they talked about shifting, I had questions in mind which I meant to ask her for a while now.
"Eira," I called.
She looked at me.
"As you have never shifted before and never truly connected with your wolf, how did you know the kind of wolf you are," I asked, leaving another question to be asked once she answered this.
We all waited for her answer, but she looked a little lost.
"How did I know?" she mumbled as if trying to remember it.
"For every werewolf, only after our first shift we get to know what we are," Liam told her, "your first shift happened recently, but you already knew you were pureblood she-wolf, not a hybrid. How?"
She simply stared at Liam blankly as if letting his words sink in.
"Have you shifted before?" Liam asked, "Was the recent one not your first shift?"
Her expressions turned even more confused and lost.
I felt something was off.
I looked at Rafe who was sitting next to her. Both of us shared gazes and Rafe wrapped his hand around her.
"Are you alright, Caldwell? If you want, we can stop asking you these questions if you don’t want to answer yet."
She looked at him, her expressions a mix of sadness and confusion. She shook her head and said, "I never shifted before...But don’t really remember how I know it... I just somehow know for sure that I am pureblood..."
As expected. Nothing about her was so easy to find out thanks to the scheming bastard who had set her up.
Rafe tried to coax her as he rubbed her hand gently.
"It’s alright. We believe you if you say this recent shift was your first," I assured her.
"Just like other things, we will find the truth behind it as well. Just know that we believe in you and everything you say," Roman added.
We wanted to show our trust in her. She wasn’t a liar.
Though unsure, she hummed anyway.
"Kael is right, don’t force yourself," Liam said.
"There is something else," I said, "That night I came to meet you in the prison, were you aware of your wolf’s truth? That you are a pureblood she-wolf?"
It was a hurting night for both of us when I had rejected her and it pained both of us like our hearts burning in hellfire. But I had to ask about it keeping aside the wrong I had done.
She thought about it for a while and shook her head. "All I know when I saw you, my wolf said mate. And I was shocked. Shocked that you were my mate, and that I heard my wolf for the first time. I don’t know how that happened."
I hummed. "Then, after that when did you understand it? In prison or when you were with traffickers?" I asked, hiding my emotions.
"I think... I knew it since my days in prison after meeting you?" she said, "It came to me like a sudden realisation and I was shocked at myself. Shocked that I am a pureblood, that’s it. But how I realised it, I never thought about it. As if it skipped my mind like it wasn’t anything important or I had always known it... I am not sure...."
I let her absorb the shock for a few moments before I continued, "We are going to talk about your birthdate. It’s really important to talk about it, alright?"
She hummed, waiting to hear me. God knew how many shocking revelations we were going to have just in a day.
"The day I came to see you in the prison, according to your documented birthdate, you were still a minor," I said, "But you could recognise me as your mate, that means you were already an adult. That means your documented birthday is fake."
"Fake?" she mumbled. "I had no track of time or dates in the prison."



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