Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290: Flirty Kael

Eira’s POV

I hadn’t expected this surprise the moment I woke up. It wasn’t just about clothes, but I felt like Raven was finally accepting me.

I wiped my tears, stepped out of the bed and knelt before him. "Thank you."

I patted his head gently. "Just know one thing. If you don’t like anything, you don’t need to go against your own wishes to please others, that includes me as well. Just do what you want. No one will mind it. Understand?"

He nodded again.

I offered him a smile. "Good boy."

"Are you ready?" Kael asked him.

He looked at him and nodded.

"Then you can go downstairs and play with Fluffy. Mommy and I’ll join you in a while," Kael told him.

The obedient little guy nodded and left.

Probably Kael didn’t want to overwhelm Raven with the emotions I was feeling. A step at a time and I was happy with his first step towards me.

I stood up as well, ready to leave, but Kael stood before me, blocking my way. I raised my head and looked at him with a questioning gaze.

"You are yet to get clothes for me," he reminded me.

Why is he adamant on getting clothes for him every day? I am sure he did it on his own before I came here.

"Raven got his clothes on his own today," I told him. "You should do the same."

In truth, I didn’t know what clothes to choose for him. Before this, I simply chose based on what Raven wore and got similar ones for Kael. But now I was sure Kael didn’t have cute type of clothes like what Raven wore.

For a moment the image of Kael wearing clothes like Raven’s flashed in my mind and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

"What are you smiling for?" His words got me back to my senses, his expressions serious.

I suppressed my smile, lowered my head and shook it.

"Something naughty going on in your mind?" he asked me.

I shook my head again, doing my best to shake away that image of tall and muscular Kael wearing cute printed clothes. I was used to seeing him mostly in dark shades and well refined clothes that suited his powerful aura.

The next moment his hand grabbed my chin and tilted my head up to look at him. I did my best to suppress my smile. I didn’t want him to know what I just thought.

He raised a brow, "What is it?"

"Nothing," I said and took a step back. His hand holding my chin hung empty in the air.

His expressions were serious as if he wasn’t going to let me off. He stepped ahead, "Your eyes say otherwise."

My eyes? Are they giving away what’s in my mind?

The way he moved towards me, looked at me, it felt like a predator ready to capture a pray.

Damn. He might get offended if I said the truth.

"It’s truly nothing," I instead stepped back again. "Trust me." My back collided against the wardrobe behind me.

Did he just agree to wear cute looking clothes? I must be hallucinating.

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