Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Picture Of Eira’s Child

Kael’s POV

"From the mention of RavenClaw Pack, I do feel we need to look into what kind of enmity your parents had with them," Jason said. "It’s not a coincidence that those old hags and a child are there."

"There were indeed some feuds the previous Alpha of RavenClaw Pack had in the past, but it was never with our pack," I told them. "But I will look into the things that are not recorded. We might get some clues."

I then looked at Liam, "Do you have any information on the great war?"

"I was so young back then, so I am not sure entirely. Most of the things were kept hidden," Liam said as he recalled what he knew. "As from what I heard, in the Great War back then, RavenClaw Pack suffered great losses. And our pack wasn’t on their side. Though we didn’t have a straight war with them, we sided with their enemy group. So in turn, we were their enemy as well."

"Maybe you can look into, among all the enemy packs, who they fought with most fiercely and who caused them the greatest losses. But the issue is the records from that time were burned, so all the packs could review themselves from the start and not have any humiliating things recorded under their names. It was when the council was formed and marked as the birth of a more organized, newly led, spotless, werewolf world."

I hummed, knowing exactly what to do. "We will need to look into any old people who still have knowledge of the Great War. Though records are erased and not much information was passed onto the next generation, their memories are still the record of everything."

"I will tell my people to get some of the old ones around, if anyone is still alive from the Great War period," Lucian assured.

As I nodded to agree, he spoke again, a little hesitant this time. "My spies sent me a picture of that child."

At his words, I froze, unsure how to feel about it. That was Eira’s child—the proof that she had conceived with someone else. She had borne a child for that bastard who impregnated her.

I looked at my brothers. They were the same. No one truly looked eager to see the child, maybe unsure of how they would feel about it.

Lucian picked up the tablet from the center table, opened the email, and handed it to me.

I swallowed hard, my heartbeat unstable, as I looked at the picture of a five-year-old boy. An innocent, small face, dressed in a school uniform: a white shirt, light blue pants and jacket, a blue tie, and an ID card hung around his neck. He was standing in the school playground with a young woman by his side, probably his teacher.

I was wondering if he resembled Eira. It was hard to tell in the picture, which had been taken from a distance. Unlike Eira, the child had dark hair, and his eyes seemed the same as well. Maybe he took after his father.

As I observed more, I noticed his expressions were calm and composed, unlike the other kids who were playing and laughing around. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Suddenly, I felt curious to know him, to know the kind of kid he was. Adorable like any other child his age, but with a touch of maturity—or perhaps just an unspeakable quietness. If he was Eira’s son, was he happy there, in the care of other people?

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