Kael’s POV
I returned to the room after having a bath, wrapped in a towel. She was still the same, staring at Raven without blinking. Her expression was pleasant, as if she were looking at some kind of precious treasure.
Not disturbing her, I headed to the wardrobe. Just then I heard her sweet voice, "Good morning."
Of course, it wasn’t for me. I turned to look at the bed. Raven was awake, looking at her, perhaps a little taken aback to see her right in front of him the moment he opened his eyes.
"Good morning, Raven," I said as I went to the bed. He looked at me, and I told him, "She was missing you, so she came here to see you."
In response, he sat up in bed, and Eira moved with him, trying to help. The little sleepy guy rubbed his eyes with those tiny fingers of his. He looked adorable.
But he wasn’t the kind of kid to linger in bed for long, given how strictly he was raised. He moved aside the blanket and stepped out of bed, while Eira helped him, which he didn’t reject. He was a good kid not to reject her help and hurt her feelings, despite being entirely capable and used to doing everything by himself. I should praise him for that.
He walked towards the bathroom, and Eira followed him, maybe worried and wanting to help, thinking he was a kid who needed assistance.
But, just after a few steps, Raven stopped and turned to look at her.
She looked confused and asked, "Do you need anything?"
I couldn’t help smiling at it. Then I answered her, "He is a boy. He needs privacy."
"Oh!.. I am sorry... please go ahead," she said a little awkwardly. "Let me know if you need anything."
Raven turned around and went into the bathroom. She was clearly a little embarrassed, thinking she couldn’t do it well. She was truly cautious, as if she didn’t want to upset him at all, and wanted to be a good mother to him.
"You don’t have to be so hard on yourself," I told her.
She looked at me, and I said, while buttoning my pants, "Just be casual and don’t try so hard to please him. I can tell he likes you, or he would have kept his distance given his nature. So don’t worry about doing anything wrong. You will be a good mother anyway. You have always been a good person."
I meant it when I said it. Though she hated us, she still wanted to save Lucian when he was dying. Though she said she would kill us, I knew better she didn’t want to harm anyone of us. She was just the same kind person despite herself being hurt and her heart was full of pain and bitterness.
She simply stared at me, as if she were listening to something wrong, or maybe she just wasn’t used to hearing anything good.
I pulled out two dresses from the bags meant for Raven and put them on the bed. "Until he returns, you can decide which dress you want him to wear today."
She looked at the dresses, and I told her, "Today we are taking him to the hospital."
She offered me a worried look.
"Don’t worry. He is alright," I assured her, knowing what she must be thinking. "We need to run some tests on him, which we usually do for all werewolf kids—to have their blood purity record and register them in the pack as members with all their details."
Now her expression relaxed.
"I am going to register him you as his mother and I, as his father," I informed.
Her expressions brightened up. Her eyes told me how happy she felt.
I continued, turning to get a shirt for myself from the wardrobe, "Also, blue or olive?"
"Blue," she answered as if on cue, not even realizing what I was asking.
"Thanks," I said and pulled out the blue shirt.


How about we go shopping and buy matching clothes for ourselves? Seems like a good idea.
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