Kael’s POV
Soon, Fluffy’s barking echoed in the side house as I brought them. Vixen allowed me to carry the box she was in with her pets. And that little hamster—he understood nothing other than eating the entire day, turning himself into a fur ball.
Fluffy looked for Eira and went toward the bedroom. The bastard straight climbed the bed, but then sniffed it and stopped barking.
The animal instinct told him what happened here, and he looked at me.
I narrowed my eyes on him and he quickly stepped down from the bed. He wanted to go to Eira, but felt wary under the Alpha’s gaze, knowing I could kill someone for touching my mate.
I eased my expression and told him to go ahead. He quickly moved to the other side of the bed and stood before her. He licked her tear-stricken face and urged her to get up.
She finally moved, caressed, and hugged him. These bastards never failed to make me jealous.
I walked toward them and looked at Fluffy. "Go. Your food is served."He quickly separated from Eira and went out of the room.
"I have filled the bathtub for you. You should soak in warm water. You will feel better." Not waiting for her response, I carried her anyway and put her in the warm water.
She refused to look at me, her gaze lowered all the time. I helped anyway, and soon she was ready in a fresh set of clothes.
I carried her out and put her on the sofa. "Vixen is allowed to touch her kittens. You can try," I told her.
She looked at her cat and her kittens in the box that I had purposefully placed in front of the sofa. She finally moved to the carpeted floor and knelt before the box.
Seeing her eased movement, I was relieved she wasn’t in any discomfort even after I had fucked her for so long.
"I am preparing breakfast for us," I told her and walked toward the kitchen, leaving her with her pets.
While preparing breakfast, I kept watching her. The dreams I once had were coming to reality right in front of me.
Eira and I, in this same home, living as mates. She happily played with our pets while I watched them.
She was enjoying holding those small kittens in her hands, caressing them, even smelling them. It brought a smile to my lips.
Everything I once dreamed of seemed not far now, but the only thing left was for her to accept it with a happy heart, and not with hatred. I was sure that would come as well, as long as I kept trying.
Roman had returned home, and I called him straight here so we could have breakfast together. By the time he came to the side house after having a bath and dressing freshly, the breakfast was already prepared.
"Good morning," he wished me calmly, but I knew he must be unsettled inside after I had mated with Eira.
I wished him back and served the food on the dining table while he came to help.
In the kitchen, he finally broke the silence. "How is she?"I knew the exact meaning.
"Doing well. Don’t worry," I meant to let him know she was fine even after the intense mating session.
He hummed, and I told him, "Call her to the dining table."
He brought Eira to the dining table. I cooked everything she preferred. As always, she ate quietly. With just the three of us, there was utter silence at the table, as she wouldn’t talk while we two didn’t know what to talk about.
It was good to have Lucian and Rafe around, who never let us eat quietly and always had something to say.
"How’s Rafe?" I asked him anyway—better than the dead silence.

Roman’s POV
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