Eira’s POV
I drew in a shaky breath, trying to steady the storm rising inside me.
"I need time," I admitted softly. "Everything is happening so fast. Things I never even imagined are suddenly becoming real. It feels like too much at once. I’m afraid I won’t be able to handle it properly... and I might embarrass my parents. They are not ordinary people... and I..." My voice faltered. I did not know how to put the rest into words.
"I understand," Kael said calmly. "That is why I told him you would take your time."
I nodded faintly.
My gaze drifted to Rafe. He no longer looked bitter or mocking. His posture had relaxed, and the sharpness in his expression had faded.
For some reason, relief settled in my chest.
His opinion mattered. Whether I liked it or not, it did.
"There is something else," Kael continued. "Tomorrow is Evan’s first shift. As his family now, Alpha Gerald wants us present for it. Only close family."
"Us as well?" Roman asked lightly. "We are not exactly close relatives."
"Because of Eira, we are," Kael replied. "He extended the invitation himself. It would mean something to have his sister there. And Alphas like us."
"I don’t mind," Lucian said. "That Evan kid is decent. I like him."
Roman let out a mischievous chuckle. "Do not tell me you plan to pursue the brother after claiming the sister."
Lucian shot him a warning look.
Roman only smirked wider. "Certain someone here might not appreciate that."
Lucian’s gaze flicked toward me, steady and possessive. "We are fine. You are the only one for me."
"Was I talking about Eira?" Roman added deliberately.
Lucian’s jaw tightened. "Rome, if you keep running your mouth, I will make sure she is too busy with me for you to even remember you have a mate. You might forget what it feels like to fuck her."
Roman laughed. "That is indeed a terrifying threat," and smirked, "In that case, I might have to seek comfort elsewhere...maybe your man."
"Do whatever the fuck you want," Lucian muttered angrily before standing. "I am going to sleep."
His gaze found mine, serious now. "Coming?"
My breath caught.
Memories of the night he marked me flickered through my mind. If I went with him, I doubted I would be in any condition to attend tomorrow’s ceremony, which would begin early and stretch late into the night.
"Raven is exhausted," I said gently. "He might need me."
Lucian studied me for a moment, then nodded. "Later, then."
He turned and headed upstairs.
I felt like something had put his mood off that he left. And I was sure, it’s not me. I looked at Roman, he looked back at me with knowing gaze.
I wasn’t sure what to ask him exactly, but I knew his teasing had riled Lucian up. I felt like I was missing something here.
Before I could say anything, Kael rose and extended his hand to me.
"We have a long day tomorrow," he said quietly. "You should rest."
I placed my hand in his.
One by one, we all made our way upstairs.
As always, Kael and I entered our room together, while the others retreated to theirs.
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The next morning, I woke feeling far more at ease than I had the previous day.
A strange calmness settled over me, though the familiar confusion returned the moment I stood before the wardrobe after my bath.
My mates had already bought several exquisite dresses for this occasion. Expensive. Elegant. Carefully chosen.
Yet, like any other woman, I still found myself unsure of what to wear.
Just then, the door opened.
Kael, ready to attend the event, stepped inside, carrying a large, beautifully decorated box in his hands, with two smaller matching boxes stacked neatly on top of it.
"What is that?" I asked, turning toward him as he placed them carefully on the bed.
[My beautiful Eva, I hope you like these small gifts from your mother.]

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