CHAPTER 231: THE PLAN

Lucian’s POV

I received the information from my spies in the RavenClaw pack and headed to Kael, who was in the study with Rafe.

When I entered the study, they had already finished talking. I hoped Kael had warned Rafe not to mess with Eira’s mind.

Though I admit I liked what she did at the council hall, I didn’t wish to turn her into a mindless demon who could be manipulated easily. And Rafe was master of manipulation. It’s in vampires’ blood.

"What’s the matter?" Kael asked, seeing my serious expression.

"Seems like that bastard Asher might track Raven’s whereabouts to our pack, after searching for him in all the other packs," I told him, "And among all the other packs, he knows well only we are powerful enough to challenge him."

Kael remained calm and responded with a simple hum.

"Shall I let him?" I asked, knowing Kael must have something in mind.

"Just don’t stop him," Kael said as he leaned back in his chair. "Sooner or later we have to face him. Creating hurdles for him will make him think we are weak to confront him. Let him see we don’t care whether he finds out."

I offered a nod. "I understand and agree with your reasons but..."

He raised a brow.

"Liam has yet to hand us the DNA report. If he is truly Raven’s biological father and he sees Eira with us, I am afraid Eira might choose to go with him for Raven’s sake," I said, "And what we had told her — that the mother has absolute right over her child — she might truly use it and leave with Raven to that bastard Asher."

"How about I drain him of his blood?" Rafe said as he smirked at me. "I wonder how that top-tier bastard tests."

"He is top tier, that more a reason for you to not think about it," I spat angrily, as Rafe could be truly reckless with his actions just like his words. "Only Kael can deal with him as they are equally powerful."

Rafe raised a brow. "You keep forgetting my vampire side."

"He can just pluck your fangs out and gift you back," I countered, annoyed. "Then keep sucking blood from those frozen blood pouches all your life."

The bastard smirked, as usual trying to avoid the seriousness of the matter. "Seems more like you will miss me drinking your blood. Seems like an interesting kink for you."

"Get lost," I snarled. "We are here for some serious discussion."

I wasn’t sure why, but these days everything he said angered me—and I didn’t even know why.

"Oh! Please carry on," he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, "I’ll nap till you two finish your seriously boring discussion."

I ignored him and turned to Kael, resuming our conversation. "What do you think?"

Kael, as always, was patient enough to let us argue. He never interfered unless necessary.

"Before that day comes, we have to make her realize that her child can be safe and happy only with us," Kael said. "Even if Asher is not Raven’s father, we still need to make her realize it. At this moment, she can be manipulated easily. Her grandparents are with him. We can’t risk letting them get to her when we have to face them."

"I will manipulate her well that she won’t leave with them," Rafe commented.

"Aren’t you going to nap?" I asked, "So shut your mouth and sleep."

"Better we manipulate her before someone else does," Rafe insisted, and smirked, "I know how to control her. Trust me...."

"Here you plan to run away soon when you yourself can’t be stable, and you dare plan to control her," I mocked him, "How long until you run away? A week or a month?"

"Will you miss me?" He raised a brow.

"Yeah, now shut up and let us talk," I said angrily. This bastard keep boiling my blood for no reason.

I turned to Kael, who waited for us to finish. Most of the times I wondered if Kael was entirely deaf to our argument to be this patient in the middle of serious conversation.

Everything about Eira was the most serious and important matter to me.

"Kael, do you have a way to make her stable and rational?" I asked. "Maybe we can consult Isla again. We might not have much time until that bastard reach us.

"I’ve already talked with Isla," Kael said—always prepared, as usual. "At the moment Eira’s calm and happy just because of Raven, but that doesn’t mean she’s healed. We have to let her release what she’s suppressing beneath her current happiness.

"She’s started deluding herself into thinking Raven is her son and that she needs nothing else. Slowly, she’s getting obsessed with him. We have to make her accept reality and realize she wants her son back. That she can’t delude herself with someone else’s child. There should come a day when she asks us to bring her son back to her. So, we can’t tell her about Raven yet..."

Kael continued talking, and we listened quietly.

I could tell as well she her obsession towards Raven. Most of the times, her calmness felt abnormal as if she didn’t want to recognise any of her pain, and was creating her delusional world of happiness with the son she could never have.

There was silence for a while before the bloodsucker finally stirred and woke up. "So, what now?"

Kael stood up from his chair, calm and worry free. "Let’s all go shopping."

"Huh?" I felt like I’d misheard. In the middle of a serious talk—shopping?

Rafe stood up quickly and stretched his arms. "That’s a good idea. I want to update my wardrobe."

I ignored him and turned to Kael. "Shopping?"

He hummed. "I’ve already booked the shops for us. No one else will be allowed inside."

"Alright."

We followed him outside. If he had decided it all of a sudden, that meant there was a reason.