Sold To The Alphas I Hate - Chapter 278

Chapter 278: Cold Woman Eira
Jason’s POV

“It’s not actual heat, but your body acts that way as if you are in hear. In phantom heat it’s not necessary for you to mate if you can bear it,” he explained, “But if it’s difficult, it would be good you mate because you are different from other pureblood shewolves. It will benefit you and the baby. The delivery of a pureblood child is not easy, so it will help you get it easier.”

Her cheeks turned a little red as all of us were there.

“Don’t worry. Only until you deliver the baby,” he said, “It lasts only four to five months for she-wolves. But as you are rare and pureblood, and depending on the gender of the child, duration varies between four to six months. You don’t have to trouble yourself with nine months like in humans.”

She hummed.

“Do you remember how long your first pregnancy lasted?” he asked.

She looked at him speechless for a moment and shook her head like in guilt.

“I am sorry,” Liam said in an apologetic tone. “I was just trying to guess it for the coming delivery so we can guess based on your previous delivery. But it’s fine…..”

“I didn’t know when and for long I was even pregnant,” she mumbled in a low but regretful voice.

“Can you tell me how you got to know it?” he asked. “Given how you couldn’t recognise your pregnancy symptoms this time, I am sure you didn’t face it back then.”

She kept her gaze lowered and said, her voice a little low. “After they tortured me in prison, I had lost my mind and I didn’t know what was going on around me. One night I was suddenly moved out of prison. I didn’t know where they were taking me, and didn’t care. But when they took me to the new place, a woman came to check on me.

“She told the other woman with her that I was indeed pregnant. From their talk it felt like they were already aware of my pregnancy, but then I looked at my belly and finally realised it had indeed grown a little. So maybe they had guessed it from the size of my belly. If not for that woman I wouldn’t have noticed it for long. I was so unaware of my own body as if it wasn’t mine anymore.”

The more she talked, the more our hearts were in pain. Every day there was a new revelation from her and each one was like a new thorn being stuck in our hearts. How much more we were yet unaware of.

“Hunger, tiredness, crying, all of it was the same since my days in prison due to those disgusting men. Maybe I couldn’t distinguish them from the symptoms of pregnancy. Even when I was pregnant, those traffickers didn’t stop sending men to me, so I didn’t know. The only thing I knew was the growing size of my belly and then the presence of my child when he started to move inside.”

“Have they taken you to the hospital?” Liam asked.

She shook her head, “It was done in the same room I was staying in when I started having labour pain. The same woman was called to deliver a baby.”

Liam let out a sigh. “Those bastards will sure go to hell.”

“They didn’t let me feed. My baby was crying,” She got emotional now, but didn’t shed tears this time.

We knew this as she had told Roman once and we heard it that how they didn’t even let her feed her crying child and took him away after letting her hold for a few moments.

“The cruel bastards,” Liam frowned and explained, “They intentionally did it, for a reason.”

“To hurt me?” she asked.

Liam shook his head. “It’s because they didn’t want any connection to form between you and your child after it was out of your body. If you fed him or had stayed with for long, there was high chances you would have left an imprint on your child.”

“Imprint?” she asked.

“A rare shewolf like you have that kind of ability as they posses strong sense of protecting their child. With that imprint, you could sense him if the child is nearby. Or one day a child would have followed that imprint and had found you. It’s a strong connection between mother and a child that breaks only one of them dies, or when a child finds a mate and form mate bond with their mate.”

Her expressions turned that of regret now. “I didn’t know or…I would have tried…”

“It’s alright. No one knows more about the rare shewolves,” Liam said in a gentle tone.”

If she had left imprint on Raven, she would have recognised him at the first glance. Not sure it was good that she didn’t leave imprint on him, or a bad thing.

“And I am glad you are sharing it on your own. Being honest and letting things out is a good sign towards healing and even better for the baby,” Liam continued.

She offered a light nod.

“I will get a gynaecologist for you,” Liam said and looked at us five, “Mind you, a female gynae.”

The bastard knew what was the right thing to do.

Liam turned to her and whispered again, “I am the only fortunate male who is alive even after touching top-tier alpha’s mate. But others might not be, so I have to get you a female gynaecologist.”

Eira looked at us as Liam managed to divert her attention from her emotional state.

All our expressions were soured at the thought of another male touching her. Liam was an exception. We didn’t even consider him a male, but just her doctor. But if we said it a loud, the old man would be offended.

She looked back at Liam and said. “Don’t worry. I am no virgin maiden for them to mind another male touching me. They can’t change the fact that so many have already done more than just touching me. They would be tired if they begin to count.”

Damn. The cold woman.

The entire drawing room fell dead silent.

Liam smiled at her. “I am proud of you.”

The old hag was praising her for getting back at us.

She was truly going to get revenge on us all with her thorny words and we could only swallow them in silence despite how much it hurt.

“Not just counting, everyone of them would be dead,” Kael said as he looked straight her. “And I don’t care how many of them have touched you. For me you are still that old Eira, and mine now. No outside male is allowed to touch you.”

She looked at him speechless, or maybe touched?

“Many of them have died already,” Lucian said, as he came to stand behind Kael who was sitting on the sofa. “And we won’t stop until we reach every single one of them. Few are being used as my drug testing lab rats and most are being used to create new torture weapons for Jason.”

“Oh, and I offered few a living hell,” Rafe commented, “You should have seen them screaming when my pets were picking out their flesh bit by bit.”

She was utterly speechless now.

She had tried to make us feel worse, and yes we felt it. She clearly succeeded.

But then we had our own resolve to lessen our guilt. None of the bastards would be spared.