Sold To The Alphas I Hate

Eira’s POV

It felt good to be with my brother, more like having a friend.

He was the only man, apart from my father, who did not look at me the way other males did. Even my mates, shameless creatures that they were, could turn any conversation into a confession of how horny they became at the mere sight of me.

With Evan, there was none of that. Only warmth of the blood we share. Having blood relatives was truly a blessing.

After my dance with Evan, Luna Iris guided me through the grand hall, introducing me to members of the royal family and their extended kin. Heads turned as we passed. Conversations quieted. Curious gazes followed us.

They must be wondering why the royal family was paying me such special attention.

"Is there truly a need for this?" I asked quietly as I walked beside her, keeping my smile in place for those watching.

"Of course there is," she replied gently. "You are the Luna of the most promising pack and Alphas of our generation. You must know the important people in our world. And you must know our relatives as well, for the day when everyone will learn that you are my daughter."

Her words made my heart tighten.

"If you had not been taken away, you would have grown up knowing all of them. You would have learned everything naturally. But it is never too late. I can see how capable you are. You can become an even greater Luna than I ever was."

The same unwavering confidence Evan had shown me now shone in my mother’s eyes.

Did they truly believe in me? Or were they only trying to encourage me?

She introduced me to shewolves of all ages. The older ones carried authority in their posture, their power evident in the way others deferred to them. The younger ones stood with pride, their futures already secured by lineage and alliances with powerful alphas and packs.

I was startled to see several young pureblood shewolves among them.

Weren’t purebloods supposed to be rare?

They were indeed rare as nearly all of them belonged to prestigious families and bloodlines, guarded carefully, their value understood from the moment they were born. They would never be handed over to just anyone.

Unless they had been stolen. Like me.

The thought sent a chill through me. If my baby is a girl, I will have to protect her with everything I had.

But at the same time, something confused me. If pureblood shewolves existed within these influential families, then why had Kael never chosen one of them? Surely any of these houses would have gladly offered their daughter to him. An alliance with Kael would have been an honor.

I had always believed he accepted me into his home despite hating me, because there had been no other pureblood available. That he had to settled with the one he hated the most.

He had no compulsion to accept me in his home, right? Then why?

I swallowed slowly, my gaze drifting toward where Kael stood across the hall, his gaze still following me.

I needed to ask him.

While I was grappled in my thoughts, and Luna Iris was talking to others, I heard a few unpleasant whispers from the other shewolves, a group mix of pure and hybrids.

"I heard she had been whoring around for many years. I wonder what Alpha Kael and his brothers saw in her."

"The other four are the same as if enchanted by her. She sure has learnt some skills from brothel to lure the men."

"I wonder what kind of a bloodline she even belongs, or have none at all. A filthy one?"

"Look at that child. He is said to be Alpha Kael’s. She birthed him in brothel or some dirty place."

"She clearly tainted Valemonte high family’s bloodline by mixing her filthy one with it and birthed this child. Such a shame."

My fists tightened in anger.

They were calling my child a filth.

I looked at Raven, he was sitting quietly in his place, not bothering anyone. Such a good child he was, harmless, adorable. How could these bitches say anything bad about him.

My son is not a filth, nor his mother.

Swallowing my anger, I decided to be level minded. I looked around the hall and my gaze stopped at the one I was looking for, surrounded by a few influential people he was talking with.

Without a second thought, I walked towards him, confidence and determination filled in me. When I stopped in front of him, he looked at me.

The others around him had made a way for me, as I was a mate of someone powerful and also, they had already seen how special and with respect I was treated in this event by the host family.

"Eva?" he said.

"Father," I said, "Would you like to have a dance with me?"

He froze the moment I called him father right in front of everyone. I could feel the overwhelming emotions in him clearly.

"Of course," he quickly composed himself, "It’s my privilege to dance with my beautiful daughter."

All the heads have turned to us, shocked and puzzled.

He looked at others, "Excuse me gentleman. My daughter needs me."

Alpha Gerald put forward his hand. I placed my hand in his and we walked towards the dance floor which had few couples still dancing there. On the way I looked at my mates, and all of them had approving look on their faces, that they were happy with what I did.

Under every shocked gaze, both of us began our slow and rhythmic movements. After dancing with Kael and Evan, I was quite good at it by now, though not too skilled like others.

As our gazes met, he said, "Thank you."

I should be the one to thank him for being my father, so world could see my son didn’t carry any filthy blood, but purest one of all of them. They won’t dare say the same thing again what they said just a while ago.

Instead of dragging those bitches by hair, and chopping of their tongues, this seemed the best way to shut their mouths forever.

I could see them watching at us in utter shock.

"I did it for my son," I made it clear.

"And you did well," After a short pause, he continued, "Will there be a day when you accept your father for you own sake?"

A prideful and powerful alpha seemed like begging for the forgiveness which didn’t seem fine to me. I had failed my son as well, so I had no right to be upset with them. We shared the similar pain.

"I am just not used to these new relationships, but hopefully, I will, one day," I said.

"I’ll wait for that day," he said.

We finished our dance soon, and he led me to the main stage. Everyone had their attention at us as they had so many questions after they heard me calling him father.

Alpha Gerald looked at me before he announced anything, "This seems the right time."

I offered him an approving nod, and then looked at my son.

After this no one will call him anything bad.