Sold To The Alphas I Hate - Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Not Shopping For Halloween
Lucian’s POV

“Raven, we’re all going shopping,” I told him the moment I came to the drawing room. “You and your mom can shop for some matching mother-son clothes. How about it?”

Raven looked at Eira, while playing with the kittens.

She smiled. “That would be cute. I will buy you cute bunny clothes.”

He blinked to hear bunny clothes. I was sure he wasn’t fond of the idea as he was used to wearing prim-prom adult like clothes. But I wondered how cute the little guy would look in cute clothes.

“Shall we?” I asked.

Raven looked at me and nodded.

I lifted him into my arms and offered him a happy smile. “Daddy Lucian is gonna buy you tons of clothes and toys today.”

“How about for me as well?” Roman asked. “Daddy Lucian.”

“You stingy finance expert. Always trying to save your money,” Lucian retorted.

Jason scoffed a little and put a hand on Roman’s shoulder. “Don’t feel bad. He is not your daddy.”

“Yeah, only Raven and Rafe are the fortunate ones,” Roman commented with a grin.

“Don’t be jealous, you two,” Rafe was being shameless as usual. “Instead, try your best to earn that daddy there.”

“Just as you did?” Roman asked.

“I strive to set an example for everyone. Feel free to follow it,” Rafe replied.

Roman looked at Lucian. “He just permitted me.”

“Fuck off!” I walked away carrying Raven in my arms. “Let’s go, Eira.”

She followed me.

“He doesn’t want to be my daddy,” I heard bastard Roman say.

“Better luck next time,” I heard Rafe and them laughing.

I was truly going to strangle him. Because of him my image was turning into something else. I am totally into Eira. She is always the one for me.

Just a kiss with that bloodsucker and God knows what they were thinking about me now.

I did it only to help him, but they had to taunt me over it again and again.

Today, I would only spend time with Eira and Raven, a family time with my mate and son, and forget about these three bastards, especially that bratty bloodsucker.

We headed to the high end, branded shopping stores. As Raven was with me, Eira was stuck by my side as well without any complaint. She looked happy, in fact.

She would have been the same with any of the five of us, whoever had Raven with him. I sighed inwardly. Just as Kael said, it was worrisome. She had changed so drastically. She even forgot how much she hates us.

The shop manager welcomed us. No other staff was there, exactly how we preferred. We never needed any salesgirl to guide us with clothes.

We always picked up whatever we liked, paid, and left. Sometimes we even customized the clothes.

First, we headed to the kids’ section.

“Raven, you can get what you like,” I told him.

The little guy went straight to the section of formal clothes. I sighed. It would take time for him to change. Never mind, I’d get something for him.

Eira had already picked up some cute clothes for him. “Raven, this will suit you.”

Raven looked at the T-shirt. Though it wasn’t bunny clothes, there was indeed a soft bunny attached on the vest side.

I could tell he wasn’t too into it.

“Raven, you can try it. It’s always good to try different things,” Kael told him.

As obedient as he was to Kael, he nodded to Eira.

“We got something for you as well, little guy,” the other three had picked up clothes for Raven too.

“This Dracula shirt will suit you the best,” Rafe said as he brought a dark shirt with a Dracula face on it, and it even had pointed collars raised up.

“We are not celebrating Halloween,” Eira quickly said and looked at Raven. “You are not wearing that.”

“Well, we can keep it for Halloween then. Not much time left, and all of us need something to disguise ourselves as scary things.” He offered her a mocking smirk. “Except for you, who doesn’t even need to disguise. A born witch. The scariest one at that.”

She gritted her teeth and shut Raven’s ears as if he wouldn’t hear what she was going to say.

“You bastard, don’t mock me in front of my son. Go to hell with that Dracula and drink his blood. Leave me and my son alone.”

He acted to put his pinky finger in his ear. “Damn the annoying buzz,” and showed her that shirt. “I am going to buy it. And good news, it comes in a pair. One for daddy Rafe as well.” And he turned to finalize it already.

She gritted her teeth, wanting to scold him again.

“Alright!” Kael interrupted. “I have something for us all.”

The manager of the shop came with seven different boxes and put them on the table. “Alpha Kael, what you have ordered,” and left.

All of us looked at those boxes. Kael opened each one and handed it over to us after checking which was for whom.

All of us held the customized T-shirts on which the pictures of our wolf forms were printed. My molten bronze wolf looked really smart on it. It came out so well.

Eira had a silver wolf. I wondered when Kael took a picture of her wolf, as she shifted only once. From the print, it looked like she was in the drawing room of the home, sleeping.

I understood when it must be.

Kael went to Raven and opened the T-shirt in front of him. “You have time to shift to meet your wolf, so as my son, I have printed a baby black wolf for you.” He then opened his own T-shirt to show Raven. “Just like daddy black wolf in mine.”

Raven got that T-shirt from him and looked at both of their T-shirts as if he was comparing his wolf with Kael’s.

Raven truly had some special bonding with Kael, as if he wished to be like him.

“Liked it?” Kael asked.

Raven nodded.

“Let’s all change into it,” Kael instructed.

All of us simply removed our shirts and put on these new ones, while Eira looked for a place. She didn’t want to change in front of Raven.

“There,” I pointed towards one door. “Trial room.”

She hurried and soon returned wearing her T-shirt over the jeans she was already wearing.

“Damn! Not a bad idea,” Roman and Jason said as they looked into the mirror.

“We all should just wear it today. Feels like a family already,” Jason added.

We agreed to it. All of us then busied ourselves with shopping. Raven was being showered with everything by his five dads and his stubborn mother, who bought everything she found cute, whether Raven liked it or not.

When she was finally tired and sat in one place, I sat next to her and asked, “Don’t you think Raven is perfect in our family? All of us love him so much.”

She nodded. “Every child should get such love and care.”

I hummed. “Though Raven is your son on paper, imagine how good it will feel to see your own child receiving all this love from us all.”

She looked at me. I looked back at her. I wasn’t trying to manipulate her, but I wanted her to start realizing it faster.

“I’m talking about the kids you will have with us,” I said. “Then we’ll have to customize more T-shirts like this. A child with each one of us will be a different wolf. If there’s a daughter, I’m sure she will be a beautiful silver wolf just like you. Such a big family we’ll have.”

She looked at Raven. I was unsure what was going through her mind.

“Rest assured. Even if we have our kids, Raven will always be our first child. There won’t be any difference,” I added.

She looked back at me, and I hummed. “Raven will be the first, and any second child that comes into our family will be the second. All of our kids will receive everything equally.”

She stayed quiet, staring at Raven, who was enjoying shopping for things on his own. Whatever he pointed at was being purchased.

I wondered if she was thinking about her own child — that if we bring her child, he will receive the same love from us. I hoped she was.