Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133: I Won’t Mate With Her

Roman’s POV

At last, the day of the Moon Festival arrived. Just as on the previous day, the five of us remained at home.

After the drug incident with Eira, the previous day, the household had sunk into uneasy quiet. She spent her hours with her pets, drifting between eating, sleeping, and ignoring our very presence, as if it had become her daily ritual.

Meanwhile, the rest of us continued our work within these walls. Kael and I were tied up in meetings.

Rafe busied himself repairing shattered devices and scouring through data, pressing his sources to uncover more about the incident with Alice.

Lucian and Jason had their spies moving across territories, searching for traces of Eira’s child, her grandparents, and getting more information about the Alpha of the RavenClaw Pack.

But today was different. Today was the Moon Festival. All work was set aside, this one day reserved for her.

We had made plans, kept little surprises ready, hoping to bring her into the spirit of the festival.

We knew well she would not welcome it. She might reject us outright, perhaps even despise us for trying. Yet we had resolved to face her hatred, her silence, her indifference. We would keep trying, until the end of our lives if we must, even if all it earned us was failure.

After breakfast, when plans for the festival were spoken of, the conversation turned to heavier matters we had pushed aside for too long.

"The council has given us a deadline for making her our mate," Lucian said gravely. "If we fail, they will come after us—and her—again."

Despite I had I marked her that day, the council had given us the deadline to make her our mate entirely. The bond had to be completed, but she was not ready, and none of us would dare force it upon her.

Kael’s gaze shifted to me. "Today is the Moon Festival."

I understood what he meant and so did others.

I could feel the tension within them to think I will mate with her, but at the same time they knew we had no other choice. And, I also knew how it would hurt them if I mate with her. They all liked her the same as me. Though we were brothers, some facts and matters of hearts couldn’t be avoided.

"I don’t plan to mate with her today," I answered firmly, my eyes drifting to where she sat. "Look at her. Do you truly think it could happen with her consent? She would only endure me, treating me as one of those bastards who ruined her, letting me have my way with her in silence." My voice grew colder. "And I don’t want that. She is my mate—not some random whore I want to fuck and leave. Either we wait until she heals, or we find another way to protect her."

The memory of that night still burned inside me. All I wanted was to kiss her, but she offered herself to me as though I were just another of her customer to satisfy.

Damn! It still hurt me, that I didn’t try to get close to her that way.

Silence settled which showed their agreement with what I said. We all knew the brutal truth—she would never accept any of us willingly.

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