CHAPTER 209: CHANCE FOR JASON

Lucian’s POV

Spending some more time at Kael’s parents’ resting place, we all left for the cemetery to visit Alice and my mother. That day, we weren’t the only ones there — other pack members who had lost loved ones during the massacre had also come to pay their respects.

Despite their Alphas being present, no one disturbed us. They simply bowed from a distance in respect. Eira was, as usual, emotional, and Jason and I accompanied her to Alice’s grave.

The three of us placed flowers and offered our respects. Tears rolled down her already moist eyes. I slipped my arm around her shoulder to coax her and said gently, "I told you last time, it wasn’t your fault. Alice knows that as well. She must be glad to see you and must be wishing for you to visit often, so she won’t feel lonely anymore."

"I will..." Eira’s voice broke, "I... will visit you often, Alice. I will never let you feel lonely, just like you never let me be back then..."

She wiped her tears and turned to Raven. "Come here."

Raven looked at Kael first, and Kael gave him a small nod to go ahead. Once he reached her, Eira said softly, "Your aunt Alice is resting here. You should pay her respect."

The little guy placed the flower on the grave and offered a respectful bow. When he was done, Eira told him, "You must always visit her just like we all do. She is family, alright?"

Raven nodded lightly.

We then paid respect to my mother as well. With heavy hearts, we all left the cemetery. If Alice and my mother were still here, how different — how much better — life would have been.

I let Eira return home with the others while Jason and I stayed back to spend some time alone. These past few days, I had been so busy — or perhaps so ignorant — that I hadn’t given Jason the attention he needed, despite seeing how quiet and distant he had become.

I understood why. It started from the moment we discovered Eira was innocent. I felt this was the right time to talk to him.

As we settled in a quiet corner of the cemetery, I said quietly, "I miss both of them."

As we settled at the quiet corner of the cemetery, I said, "I miss both of them."

"I miss them as well," he replied.

"Would they have been happy to see now we are Kael’s mate brothers and Eira is all our mate?" I asked. "She’s Alice’s friend, and even Mom thought of her as a daughter."

"But she’s not our sister," Jason added.

I hummed, "So they would have been fine with it, I guess. Nothing unusual in the werewolf world."

"Had you ever thought she would end up being with us five?" I asked.

Jason shook his head.

"Neither did I," I said. "I always thought she would be my mate one day. You liked her as well. What would we have done if back then we knew it?"

"The one she chose would be with her," Jason answered.

"That’s the right solution as well. But it would have left us hurt," I said and jumped to the point. "We like her the same even now, though things have changed. But what’s keeping you so far away? Is it what happened when we went to see her in prison, or that torture thing in the stable?"

He chose silence.

Damn! No more.

"I want you to talk," I said in an orderly way. "I see you try to do things for her, but that’s not enough. There is always so much hesitation and distance in your actions that she barely takes note of it. You have to forget the past and start new with her, just like all of us are trying to do. I don’t want you to be left out when all of us are close to her, treating her as our mate.

I want my brother to be equal in everything we have in life. We have lost Alice and Mom, now Eira is the only one we have other than our brothers. Together we have to be a happy family, just like Mother always told us about. So start from somewhere. Try to talk to her. I am sure she will respond to you just like she did with us. Last night I told her about how she and Alice were set up by someone, and she understood things. Try to communicate with her. Alright?"

He nodded quietly and said, "I’ll try." But his words didn’t feel confident at all.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" I asked.

He shook his head and looked at me. "Don’t worry. She is our mate now, so I’ll do as you say."

The bastard was avoiding answering me.

"Want to go home?" I asked him, "Our home?"

He nodded quickly. Since we started living with Kael, we didn’t stay in our home and only visited once in a while. It was because the memories from there and the loss were unbearable to stay with for long.

When we reached there, the car was already outside. Kael’s car.

When we stepped out of the car, Kael and Rafe were outside while Roman accompanied Eira.

"She wanted to come here," Kael told us.

"We should have thought about bringing her here already," I replied, and both Jason and I walked inside the home. It was still maintained well, though we didn’t live here.

Roman and Raven were in the drawing room, while I asked, "Where is she?"

"Upstairs, in Alice’s room," he answered.

Jason and I went upstairs, only to hear the sounds of light sobs. Eira was standing by Alice’s study table, holding something in her hand and crying.

It was Alice’s diary she was reading. After she was gone, we had read it as well, just as a way to know our sister’s thoughts. We shouldn’t have. But... we just missed her.

Most of it contained all the important days, some incidents that made her feel happy, and the talk about what she and Eira did together. Sometimes, what upset her, and yes—the guy she liked.

If we knew she liked him, we would have surely supported her in pursuing him once she was an adult. But the guy downstairs wasn’t even aware he had stolen my sister’s heart and that she wanted to be his mate.

Alice even mentioned she wished Eira would choose me or Jason as her mate so they could always be a family.

I nudged Jason to go to her, who was looking at her silently. "Bring her back once she is done," I said, and left.

I wanted this bastard to talk to her, and when she was emotional with Alice, it was the moment she wouldn’t get angry at anyone and would listen to us calmly.

Now it was up to him what he would do.