Eira’s POV
When I thought the other two would leave since Lucian was here to take care of Roman, that bloodsucker walked straight toward me and lifted my feet.
"Bastard, what are you doing?" I snapped, sinking my feet back.
"Just making a place for myself to sit," he replied, sitting on the other end of the couch. He caught my ankles and tugged until my legs stretched into his lap. "You can rest your feet comfortably here."
"No need." I was about to pull back again, but he held firm. "How about receiving a foot massage while you rest and I tell you a story from Roman’s past?"
The words made me freeze. A story about Roman? My curiosity betrayed me—I wanted to know.
Rafe smirked. "The title is—’A Pitiful Child and a Witch Mother’... or maybe a bitch mother. You choose the other half of the title."
I glanced at the other two, Lucian and Jason. Their expressions told me they had already decided together to tell me about Roman.
Rafe pressed his thumbs against my toes in a slow rhythm. "Don’t be too slow to answer, Caldwell. My patience is limited."
I let my feet relax in his hands. "...Alright."
Lucian was already settled on the bed, and Jason had pulled up a chair.
Suddenly it felt absurdly like a bedtime story session. But I didn’t care. All I wanted was to know Roman’s truth.
Rafe began, as he gently massaged my feet. It felt so good. He could continued massaging for as much long he wanted.
"Roman’s mother, the woman you saw today, Lyla Ashborn, was the daughter of a wealthy Alpha from another pack. Her father had both a son and a daughter, but like most Alphas, he favored his son over his daughter. But his daughter got more attention due to her beauty, and her being a pureblood that every Alpha wanted. Her father didn’t like all the attention on her and wished to suppress it.
"He chose to send her away by marrying her early to someone who didn’t hold much power. Her father arranged a marriage event for her, where he invited various Alphas from all the packs. But they weren’t any wealthy ones.
"Those Alphas had to fight against each other and the last standing one was going to marry Lyla. Roman’s father, being a strong warrior from our pack was invited and of course won that event. Lyla was married to him. She was beautiful and his mate after he marked her, Roman’s father loved her like a true Alpha, and cherished the sacred bond with her.
"But Lyla was ambitious. She wanted to marry a rich Alpha to maintain her status and live the good life she was used to, but she got the opposite. She was never happy with this marriage but had to follow through with it. But she didn’t love the man.
"They had two sons, Roman the firstborn and the second one, Ivan. But Lyla always wanted a daughter, and here as well fate failed her.
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