Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Baby’s Name

Kael’s POV

While Eira rested and we made sure she was stable, our attention finally shifted to our child when the nurse brought her to us after checking everything.

She looked at the five of us, clearly unsure whom to hand the baby to first. All of us stood there, our eyes fixed on the baby in her hands.

To be honest, I had never held a newborn before. I wanted to. But I hesitated.

"Kael," Jason called, taking the baby from the nurse before she left.

He walked toward me, placing her gently in my view. This time, I could truly see her. No blood, no cries. Just... her.

For a moment, everything inside me stilled. My child. My daughter.

"You can hold her," Jason said softly.

"She’s so small," I murmured, my voice quieter than I intended.

"You can," he insisted. "Just like I did."

He guided me carefully, showing me how to hold her.

And then... She was in my arms.

So small. So light. Warm. And her scent was so sweet, the kind I never smelled before. So comforting it felt.

My chest tightened, an emotion I had never felt before, something too overwhelming to put into words.

My breath slowed. My world narrowed. Without realizing it, my eyes grew moist.

I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "You’re beautiful," I whispered, taking into her scent, assuring myself to believe that it wasn’t a dream.

The words felt insufficient to express myself.

But in my mind I had already made a promise to myself. That I am going to protect her always, not a shadow of any harm will ever reach her.

They let me have my moment with her before Roman gently took her from my arms. I stepped back without protest. She was not just mine. She belonged to all of us, and each of them had been waiting for this moment just as much as I had.

I moved quietly to Eira’s side and sat beside her, taking her hand in mine. Even in her unconscious state, I wanted her to feel that I was there.

My gaze shifted to my brothers.

"Damn... she’s like a little angel," Roman said, holding her carefully, his voice filled with both awe and emotion. "Beautiful. Just like her mother."

Lucian took her from him with ease. He and Jason were more familiar with this than the rest of us, having cared for Alice since she was a child. He held our daughter with practiced confidence.

"And I’m going to make sure she stays protected," Lucian said firmly. "No bastard is ever allowed near her."

That was expected of him. His first thought was already about keeping her away from the world.

"What about you?" Roman teased lightly. "You don’t mind keeping your eyes and hands and everything all over her mother."

Lucian’s expression did not change. "Others aren’t like us. We love Eira. But most wolves out there are assholes. They’re not worthy of our daughter."

He sounded completely serious, as if he was already planning to keep her hidden from the world forever.

Rafe, meanwhile, stood a little apart. Silent. Watching.

Lucian walked toward him, holding the baby. "Are you just going to stare at her?"

Rafe swallowed, his gaze fixed on the tiny figure in Lucian’s arms.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to know what it feels like to be a father?" Lucian pressed.

"I might hurt her," Rafe said quietly, taking a step back.

But the longing in his eyes betrayed him. He wanted to hold her at least once.

"You won’t," Lucian said firmly, "You should trust me, trust my efforts."

Both exchanged the gazes, only they knew about.

"Hold her," Lucian urged.

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