Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113: We Know The Truth

Roman’s POV

After I sent Kael away, I finally turned to her, but didn’t offer the water. I placed the glass on the side table and went to the window instead, lifting the curtains so the night sky outside would be unobstructed. Watching the stars seemed to be one of her favorite pastimes—or maybe she had nothing else to do and simply preferred looking at them.

While pulling the curtain strings, I said, "The sky looks better from up here." I caught her reflection in the window glass and noticed her turn her head to look outside. "It’s beautiful," I added, though I knew exactly who I was praising.

I continued setting the curtains while speaking, keeping my tone casual. "You must be worried about your pets, but don’t worry. They’re fine. Even though we’re not home, a guard is looking after them, feeding them on time. Fluffy is used to the guards, so she often stays outside with the others, while Vixen prefers to sleep inside."

Once the curtains were settled, I turned fully to her. "But Vixen needs to move around. Laying down too much isn’t good for her, so I brought some new toys to keep her active. She seems to be enjoying them. If you want, you can even watch how she’s doing through the home cameras."

For the first time, her eyes met mine, attentive and curious. I pulled out my phone. "I’ll get the footage for you," I said, then walked to the table and picked up the glass of water. "It’ll take a moment. Until then, you can drink this."

She didn’t protest and took the glass. Kael, thoughtful as ever, had placed a straw for her since she couldn’t sit up completely yet.

She sipped the water while I fetched the camera feed. Once ready, I took the glass back and handed her the phone.

On the screen, she watched Vixen playing with the toys, a guard nearby to supervise.

"She vomited. Is she alright now?" she asked, concern in her voice.

Vomited? I realized then that bastard Kael had fed her a lie. It hadn’t worked on her, which explained the look on his face, like she had just slapped him. I couldn’t help but smile faintly. Poor Kael.

He had a long way to go.

As a pack leader, he hadn’t protected her or tried to find her innocence back then. Though he—and all of us—had our reasons, and anyone in our place would have acted the same, from her perspective she had every right to hate him for what she endured.

For her suffering, the blame was ours as much as anyone’s.

"She’s alright now," I said, careful not to expose Kael’s lie.

From the other side of the glass wall, I felt the cold glare. Kael, I was sure.

Ignoring him, I settled at the edge of the bed, keeping my attention on her as she watched Vixen on the camera feed.

"I wanted to ask you something," I began, not waiting for permission. "Have you ever been to the RavenClaw pack before coming here?"

"I don’t remember," she replied without even looking at me, as if brushing me off.

I took the mobile from her hand. Her glare landed on me, sharp and frustrated, like a child whose favorite toy had been snatched away.

"I am serious," I said, voice colder this time, expression hard. "Once we’re done, you can keep watching it as long as you want."

"I told you I don’t remember," she repeated, letting out a tired sigh. "I’m not even sure how many packs my grandparents moved me through. And it’s been fucking damn six years."

I tried another approach. "How about the name Asher Valeric?" I asked, watching her reaction closely.

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