CHAPTER 203: SOLUTION FOR RAFE

Kael’s POV

Rafe had been shifted to the VIP patient suite in his unconscious state, so he could rest peacefully. Eira sat quietly on the couch, once in a while glancing at Rafe. I could clearly see she was worried about him.

Roman sat next to her—he looked present here, but his mind was lost somewhere else. Jason had returned with Raven, and both looked as usual fine.

I wanted to ask Jason about the session, but not in front of Raven.

Seeing the kid, Eira, who had been quiet until now, finally had her eyes brighten up a little.

She silently gestured to him to come to her. As expected, he looked at me first. I wondered why he always sought my permission to do anything at all. Eira was no stranger to him now.

I gestured to him to go ahead.

Raven went to her, and Eira shifted a little to make space for him to sit. She poured him water from the jug placed on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"I am going to Liam to discuss some matters. You and Roman stay with them," I told my two brothers.

I could feel Eira’s gaze on me as I was leaving the suite. That made me wonder if she wanted to come with me. But I didn’t turn to look at her, as I needed to have a word with Liam and Isla alone. There were a few things she didn’t need to know—not the right time.

I arrived at Liam’s office, where Isla was present as well.

"I have some work to do, you can talk to Isla till then," Liam told me as he was working on his laptop.

I settled on the couch opposite Isla and asked her about Eira’s progress first.

She told me there was indeed unexpectedly positive progress in her due to her wolf, which could have been delayed without it.

"...And we should be glad she doesn’t seem to be suicidal now," Isla said, "but that doesn’t mean we can just give her a free pass yet."

"She seems to have changed a lot with Raven’s arrival," I added. "Maybe we can tell her about him."

Isla smiled. "I know you want to tell her and see her happy over it, but, as I said, be patient. I know she must be excited and overjoyed to see the kid and wants to be around him. But that doesn’t mean she is healed entirely. Psychological damage can be tricky, and sometimes people act entirely fine so that we can’t tell anything is wrong with them. So, we have to give her a little more time."

"How long will it take?" I asked.

"When I asked her what she will do if she gets her son, her answer was she will take him away and raise him on her own," Isla answered.

Well, that wasn’t something pleasant to know.

"Will she do it?" I asked.

"She will, if you tell her right away that Raven is her son," Isla’s words scared me.

"Alpha Kael, see, first she wanted to die with her son. That thought has now changed. Now she wants to take him away to live with him. We can change that thought in her mind as well," Isla explained. "It will happen only when she realizes how good her son’s life can be with you all around. If she realizes what Raven is getting, her son might get everything—proper home, family, love, care, and most importantly protection. And this is the best she could give her son."

"We will do as you say," I assured her and decided not to tell Eira anything yet.

Isla hummed. "But from what I see, I am sure that day is not far. She will come around soon."

Finally, there was something good to know about.

After Eira, we talked about Raven. What she had concluded was enough to rile up my mind. If Eira got to know what was happening with her son, and what her son’s future would have looked like if he was left with those bastards, I couldn’t imagine the depth of her anger.

Those bastards deserve brutal punishment for what they did.

"I am sure it didn’t come out as any surprise to you, Kael," Liam finally finished his work and turned to us. He had been listening to everything quietly. "The use of pureblood kids isn’t new to our world. Hadn’t Roman and Rafe almost fallen into that hell if they weren’t rescued thanks to your parents’ determination to protect those kids? And Jason, if Jennifer had not brought him home, we wouldn’t even know about his existence."

I knew it, of course, and it had been banned long ago due to my father’s and Alpha Gerald’s efforts in the past by pressuring the council to declare it an illegal act. But there were still some bastards left who needed to go to hell soon. I will make sure they do.

"With your father gone and only Alpha Gerald left to challenge them, the council is corrupt, so we can’t expect anything from them," Liam said.

"Maybe it’s time to show them their existence is not needed," I said. How I wished to wipe out that council.

"So will you be the one to lead the werewolf world and give all your time to solve the shitty conflicts between the packs and keep watch over everyone?" Liam asked me. "I am sure you would rather use that time with your mate and family. Why waste time?"

"We will see," I told him, as I had clearly started hating this council now, which I had been ignoring for a long time.

"Is there any solution you could find for Rafe? It’s been years and you are just trying," I asked Liam. "If you can’t do it, you should just retire."

The bastard smiled playfully. "No need to take the council’s anger out on me."

"I am reminding you of your failure instead," I countered. "Tell me the solution for him."

Liam stared at me for a moment, and my expression turned grave.

"Think before you speak," I warned him.

He chuckled, unaffected. "Though I like to experiment, I haven’t lost my sanity yet to use a kid for it."

"Do you expect me to praise you for that?" I asked coldly.

"I do not daydream," he replied, "but there is another option."

He raised a brow, as if he knew I would understand it.

"Rafe won’t agree to it," I told him.

"In fact she is the reason he is planning to go away. And Eira might think we are using her as a tool for our selfish reasons."

"You can explain to her. There is a chance she might understand," Liam insisted, and looked at Isla. "What do you say?"

"There is no harm in trying. Who knows, it turns out to be the best decision," she replied.

Both of them tried to convince me.

"I know him well. He will never agree to it, and it is not something we can force him to," I explained to them. "He is still not over how his mother died. He never will be."

Liam let out a sigh. "Then we have to wait for some time. At least it’s a relief he is half werewolf so we can still keep him in check by turning his werewolf part strong. But how long it will last, I can’t guarantee. And I hope we find a strong solution before it’s too late."