CHAPTER 35: WHO IS HER MATE?

Roman’s POV

"What is it?" Kael asked, his gaze narrowing slightly.

"I’ll stay in the side house with her. Not here in this main house," I explained, my eyes drifting to the cozy structure visible through the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the drawing room.

It wasn’t far. Just a few meters away, sharing the same side lawn with the main home. Technically, it was still part of the main home—but distant enough to give us the separation we needed.

That way, I could remain close to my mate-brothers. It wouldn’t feel like I was abandoning the rule of always staying together.

"Just her and me," I clarified. "If not, then forget it."

"Just her and me," I clarified. "If not, then forget it."

"Oh, so you’re using this situation to fulfill your little fantasy," Lucian sneered. "Now I get it. That sudden wave of sympathy towards her, it was all just so you could breed her and start your own family."

"You can think whatever you want," I told him flatly, but determined. "But the fact remains that she is not going to stay here in this home—at least not until she gets better. If you don’t want that, I don’t mind Liam handing her over to the council. Now decide—do you want to breed her yourself, or let some other pack Alphas sleep with her?"

I shouldn’t be saying ’to breed her’, as that’s not my purpose, but in their eyes her use was only breeding pups for them, so be it. I will talk the language they understood.

Lucian gritted his teeth. "You..."

"I accept your conditions," Kael interrupted without hesitation.

I wasn’t surprised. He seemed dead set on not letting her go, and he’d agree to anything if it meant keeping her here.

Kael turned to Liam. "Any issues now?"

"For now, I choose to trust Roman," Liam didn’t argue further. "I’ll come again to check on her. And I expect to find her in the same condition I’m leaving her in."

Without waiting for a response, Liam turned to me. "Don’t break my trust," he said quietly, then walked away.

The others looked at me, their expressions unreadable. I didn’t care what they were thinking. My focus now was on taking care of her—on healing her.

That didn’t mean I was turning against my brothers or abandoning them. They were still more important to me than anyone else. But that also meant I should stop them when they were about to do something they’d regret for the rest of their lives.

I turned to Kael. "I’ll instruct the servants to get the side house ready. In case anything’s missing, we’ll have time to fix it before the move."

Kael gave a curt hum and turned toward his study.

I didn’t waste time either. I walked straight back to Eira’s room to look after her.

Tomorrow morning, I was moving her to the side house—no matter what.

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Liam’s POV

I returned home and went straight to my study, my steps heavy with exhaustion. The moment I shut the door behind me, I let out a deep sigh of relief and sank into the chair behind my desk.

That was close

, I thought, running a hand through my hair.

To be honest, I never actually intended to hand Eira over to the Security Council. It had all been a bluff—an attempt to strike fear into those five bastards. Fear of losing her. And thankfully, it worked.

I couldn’t let Eira be sent elsewhere. The result would’ve been no different—maybe even worse. She would be used, exploited by other Alphas for their pleasure, for their gain. And they wouldn’t hesitate to pass her around, striking deals with Alphas from other packs to profit from her existence.

She would become a tool of trade. A breeder. A pleasure doll. Used until her last breath.

She had already suffered more than enough. What she needed now was protection.

Though these five were monsters as well, compared to others, they still had some emotions left and might change toward her going forward.

At least they would never use her as a tool of trade, and never share her with other packs.

Kael was a high-ranking, most powerful Alpha—and with that comes their overly possessive and territorial nature. The other four were the same. They could only bear to share her among themselves as that’s how being mate-brothers worked.

They might hate Eira and hurt her, but now that she belonged to them, they would kill anyone who tried to lay a finger on her.

Keeping her with known monsters was better than sending her to unknown demons.

Or... death would be the better choice.

But she can’t die.

There were too many unanswered questions about her. Things I hadn’t told anyone or dared to speak aloud.

I pulled out the file from the drawer of my desk. It was the file that contained the recent discoveries I had made about her. I opened it and looked into the reports I had written about some secret tests I’d done on her blood personally.

Secret—because her existence couldn’t be known to the world, or she would be in danger.

Eira was rare. A top-rank she-wolf. One of a kind. An enigma that appeared once in a century.

Her powers could be invincible, and she might possess hidden, precious abilities I wasn’t yet aware of.

But for that, she had to survive. She had to heal. And Her wolf must be awakened entirely.

I turned to the last few pages of the file, which intrigued me the most.

And there, written in my own hand—She had given birth before.

A powerful pureblood she-wolf like her could only breed with her fated mate. And without a doubt, that mate had to be a powerful, pureblood, high-ranking Alpha as well.

But the question remained—who?

She had been in prison, and then in the hands of traffickers, for all these years. When did she meet him? When did she have a child with him?

Was he one of the customer she had served?

If her mate had found her... then why wasn’t she with him? No Alpha would ever let go of his fated mate. Especially not one who had borne his child.

Where was her mate now?

And what happened to their child? Did he abandon her and take the child with him?

Or worse... had he rejected her after getting what he wanted? Or was she still bonded to him?

My head lowered, my hands clutching my hair as though I was troubled with all these questions I couldn’t rest unless I found them.

Her child, without a doubt, carries a powerful werewolf bloodline. That child can’t be in just anyone’s hands. If it’s alive, I have to find out where it is.

’With Roman’s help, I will make sure she recovers soon and I get answers to these questions from her.’