Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Change In Eira

Eira’s POV

After talking with Roman, I couldn’t sleep for long and woke up early in the morning. I was excited to start my day with Raven.

I pushed aside the sheets and got out of bed.

"It’s still early for you to wake up," I heard Roman say.

"I have to get ready before Raven is awake," I told him and headed to the bathroom anyway.

I returned after a long time wrapped in a towel, one around my body and another over my wet hair. A nice bath, I must say, which I never cared about before. I wanted to be fresh and clean. I opened the wardrobe and wondered what to wear.

I still had scars on my body. Most of them had faded after my wolf appeared, but some old brutal ones still remained.

I looked through all the dresses Roman had bought for me. I didn’t think about it before, but now that I needed them, I was glad he did. Before, I didn’t care what I wore—or wore nothing at all.

That day when Rafe called me an unsightly witch and commented on how ugly I looked, I didn’t care. But now I didn’t want to look like an unsightly witch. Or I might only scare the kid away.

It didn’t matter before. But in front of a small kid, I had to be good.

I spent a while in front of the wardrobe, when I felt Roman’s presence behind me. "What kind do you want?" he asked.

"The one that covers my shoulders and entire chest up to the neck. And full sleeves as well," I replied.

He pulled one out and handed it to me. That was perfect. I was truly dumb not to find one among only a few of them. Maybe I’m just not used to these things now.

Just as I turned, he was still there behind me. Our gazes met, and I wondered if he was tempted to see me like this. Damn, how careless of me to be in front of him this way, when I was in a hurry to get ready. He could fuck me later.

Just as I opened my mouth to tell him that I would let him fuck me later, not now at least, he spoke.

"You shouldn’t worry about your scars," he said. "You can hide them once or twice but not always. Let others get used to seeing them, even if you think they are ugly. But that’s you, your body, and you don’t need to hide."

I didn’t know what to say. I just wanted to be pleasing to the eyes of a kid, instead of caring for him.

"Understood?" he asked.

I offered a light nod, and he went to the bathroom.

Ah, so he wasn’t waiting to fuck me. Such a relief.

I headed in front of the mirror, dried my hair, and put on the clothes. I don’t remember ever putting on such efforts for anyone except for him.

Damn! Why am I remembering that bastard? He can go to hell.

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