Kael’s POV
Keeping Raven in his place on the bed, and covering him with a warm blanket, I turned to Eira, "Get in."
She got on the bed and I covered her as well. She turned to Raven and started to gently pat his head, her expressions soft.
Turning off the lights, I climbed the bed as well and slept next to her. She didn’t mind; it seemed as if she had already expected me to sleep next to her.
I slid my hand under her neck and the other wrapped around her as I left no distance between us. Her slender body pressed against my muscular one. How small she felt when I held her like this. So fragile, as if anything could break her easily. How must have her small body endured all that abuse for so many years.
Even after I knew what I did with her that night in the hotel, I had no intention of staying away from her, Staying away wouldn’t wash that pain away, so I could only make up for it by showing my love and affection to her.
I watched her finger continued to gently caress through Raven’s hair, lost in her thoughts.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked, my voice soft.
Back in the Roman’s room, we all were talking but she was only silent. But I could tell behind that silence so many things were going on in her mind as well, and I needed to start knowing them. She was yet not used to talking and expressing her mind openly. Maybe because all these years no one was there to hear her, so silence was only thing she could offer.
"You can tell me," I insisted.
"I was thinking when will Raven start talking and call me mommy?" her voice was low and soft.
"Soon."
She hummed, and there was silence again.
"Kael?"
It was surprising how easily she called me by my name.
"Hmm?" I responded.
"Have you truly found our son?" she asked. "You were not saying it just to make me feel better."
She called him ’our son’? Finally.
"I didn’t lie. I have indeed found him," I assured her.
She turned silent once more before saying, "Where had those people taken him? That witch, she allowed you to take him away?"
"He was with our enemy pack," I replied. "About witch, we didn’t find any. But Lucian and Jason did everything they could to bring him back. We found him thanks to them."
Probably wondering what to ask, after a moment of silence she asked again. "How is he? Does he eat well? Is he quiet like Raven or he likes to throw tantrums, or maybe naughty or..."
I could feel her voice turning heavy with emotions.
My gaze followed Raven from above Eira’s head. I answered her question. "He is a silent, well-behaved child, and smart as well. He looks more like me, but there is a softness like you as well. We are fortunate to have such a lovely child."
"Did you tell him you are his dad? That he has a mother?" she asked again.
"No. I haven’t told him yet," I said. "I plan to tell him after he knows about his mother. After he accepts you as his mother."
"You don’t have to wait for me. You can go ahead and tell him, so at least he will have someone of his own."
"He finds me as his own even without telling him the truth that I am his dad. Don’t worry. When that day comes, he will get his mom and dad the same day."
"Then I will get better faster so you don’t have to wait because of me," she said.
Her words touched my heart. This conversation felt like we were at least somewhere together on some matter, matter of our kids.



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