Sold To The Alphas I Hate - Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Searching For Someone
Rafe’s POV

Kael returned home by lunchtime. The moment he entered the house, all our gazes followed him — eager to know what happened during the meeting.

Raven was busy with some kids’ reading material. I could tell he was interested in studying, and it was even more impressive that, at just five, he could read and understand everything better than most kids his age. He was truly smart and had inherited the best genes from his parents.

Damn! That reminded me of whoever the bastard was who impregnated Eira. I didn’t want to accept that Raven inherited anything from that piece of shit. He was only Eira’s son.

Eira, sitting by Raven’s side like a responsible mother teaching her child, couldn’t hide her eagerness at the sight of Kael either.

“Raven, finish this. Mommy is getting up for some work,” she instructed.

The little guy nodded, and she stood up to go to the kitchen. It was the first time I’d seen her take the initiative to ask about something.

I stood up from the sofa at the same time and joined her, heading toward the kitchen. “Seems like my valuable lecture worked on you. What a good girl.”

“Shut up!” she said and walked ahead of me.

All of us gathered in the kitchen — as if it wasn’t a place to cook but some secret room to share classified information.

Kael finished drinking his water and turned around, only to see all of us staring at him with curious eyes.

He let out a sigh, clearly thinking how impatient we were — not even letting him breathe after walking through the door.

“Nothing to worry about. He left without getting anything from us, and it’ll stay that way,” Kael told us.

“Is Raven safe here?” Eira asked anxiously. “Last time, there was an attack on this house, so…” She stopped, sensing all our gazes on her.

Probably surprised at the change in herself that with such ease she was talking, or rather questioning Kael.

Kael walked up to her, standing face to face, his gaze steady and calm. “Don’t worry. This is the safest place for Raven. No one will dare take him away from us.”

“But what did that man say?” she asked anyway. “And who is he?”

“He’s a powerful Alpha, like me,” Kael answered. “He asked me to hand over Raven to him — but I’m not going to do that at any cost. Raven’s our son now, and what’s mine, I never let anyone have.”

I could tell he deliberately avoided mentioning the name of the RavenClaw Pack.

The last time Roman had asked Eira if she knew that Alpha, she’d denied it. If Kael brought up the name now, she might start connecting the dots and realize Raven was her son — and that would only make her more anxious about his safety, not to mention the complications that would come with such a sudden revelation.

If she asked whether Raven was her son, we wouldn’t be able to lie.

“You trust me, right?” Kael asked.

She nodded.

“Then let’s have lunch now,” he said. “I have some work to do afterward.”

She nodded again, and Kael left the kitchen — only to head straight back to Raven. He sat beside the kid and gently caressed his head with a father’s affection.

Raven looked up at him, his expression lighting up with pure joy at seeing Kael back home.

“You love reading?” Kael asked.

Raven nodded.

“Even I used to love reading when I was your age,” Kael told him. “It’s a good habit.”

Meanwhile, Eira, now relieved after hearing Kael’s words, glanced toward the entrance of the house.

Her eyes were clearly searching for someone — of course, Roman.

I whistled and casually walked around her.

She glared at me, annoyed that I was blocking her view of the door.

“What are you looking at the door for?” I asked. “Waiting for the villain to show up for our little guy?”

She pushed me aside and stepped out of the kitchen. How would she admit the truth? So stubborn!

The other two looked at me.

“What?” I asked. “I was just curious to know why she’s looking at the door.”

“As if you don’t know already,” Lucian commented flatly.

“That’s no fun,” I said with a sigh. “I just hope one day she waits for us like that too.”

Neither of them replied, but I knew they were thinking the same thing. Maybe one day, she would fall for us as well. She could skip me — I wouldn’t be around forever anyway — but I wished she’d fall for the rest of the four, and that they could live together like a sweet, happy family.

“Where are you zoning out?” Lucian asked, catching me off guard. “Having weird thoughts again?”

Damn! This bastard always catches me. But I knew how to get out of it.

“Yeah, I was zoning out… thinking of some beautiful and tasty memories with you,” I said, giving him a wink.

“Shut up,” he snapped, resuming his work. “And get out of the kitchen.”

I chuckled and turned to leave — only to hear him curse behind me.

“Bastard’s always idling around. Can’t even help in the kitchen,” Lucian muttered.

“Good thing he can’t cook,” Jason teased. “Otherwise this kitchen would turn into a warzone… and then a romantic island after you two are done fighting.”

“Aren’t you talking too much?” Lucian shot back, his tone sharp. “Focus on cooking.”

I couldn’t help but grin. Angry Luke was the best — and nothing amused me more than getting under his skin.

Only if he stopped keeping watch on me all the time and stopped meddling in my matters, that would have been better.

Eira returned to Raven’s side, not bothering that Kael was sitting on his other side.

I settled next to Eira, stretching my hand on the backrest of the sofa behind her as if we were sitting like a couple.

She ignored me entirely, while I turned to look at Kael. “Where is Roman?”

I could sense her becoming alert at the mention of his name.

Before Kael could answer, I said, “Never mind, I’ll ask him myself. He’ll feel better if I call and show my care for him.”

I moved away from her and pulled out my cellphone to call Roman. She turned as well, her gaze following the phone in my hand.

But, just the ass I was, I stood up and walked away while holding the cellphone to my ear.

I could feel her gaze on me, probably wanting to beat me.

“Where are you? Why aren’t you home?” I asked Roman and walked toward the window to check on Vixen. “Oh… why? Do you want me to be there? I’m free anyway… alright…but don’t be too late…”

With that, I hung up the call, clearly leaving her wondering what the matter was. But I busied myself with my cat as if I didn’t notice her.

I wanted her to take the initiative, and I was going to push her in every way.