Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: Why Are You Scared Of The Black Wolves?

Eira’s POV

That bastard Rafe infuriated me again, this time by daring to claim my cat as his own.

Just like in the past, when he used to tease me until I wanted to smash his face, I felt the same rage burning through me now. But I knew I was powerless.

I wished that bastard Vampire would starve for blood and die.

And why did he always say I stank? No one else had ever said that to me. I knew I didn’t. But that asshole... he must have a rotten nose to keep spitting such insults.

While I was trying to calm myself, Roman came to me. Obviously with his pretentious care, which I hated but had to bear with. He must have forgotten the times he bullied me, to now dare and act like he cared.

And the other three were no better. I wished they could vanish into thin air and stop forcing me to breathe the same air as them.

Each one of these five felt like a thorn in my foot that I couldn’t pluck out, forcing me to walk while bearing the pain. The more I thought about them, the more my hate and bitterness grew in my heart.

All I knew was that I hated everything, and I wanted to get angry at everyone, spouting all the bitterness I carried inside. And they were just giving me a chance to do it.

"Eira, we have to go to the side house," Roman told me. "Doctor Isla is here to see you."

Damn! That doctor again. What does she want now?

Last time she reminded me of my son, scratched at my old wounds as if she had no other work to do. Why couldn’t they just leave me alone?

He took Ham from my hands.

Ham, yes. That’s my hamster’s name now, after I declared it to everyone. Better than them naming him Rascal or Jerk.

"Let’s go," he told me.

I frowned at my empty hands. Just because he gifted me that pet, he acted like he owned him. I glared at him. For god’s sake, that’s my pet now.

"I’ll give him back once you are done with your session with Isla," he told me. "And Vixen is with Rafe."

I gritted my teeth. They were blackmailing me with my pets. I frowned and walked out of the house to go to the side house while the bastard followed me.

Liam was outside, seemingly waiting for me. What was this old bastard doing here now?

"Eira, I want to talk to you," he said. "Please listen to me."

I stopped, my gaze indifferent, as if he didn’t matter to me.

"Look! I didn’t tell them about your child," he said, sounding apologetic. "They found it out on their own when they investigated your life after prison. I swear, I didn’t."

"He is telling the truth," Roman said from behind me.

I didn’t respond and walked inside the house. I didn’t care what they thought or did. Let me just get done with this witch doctor who came to get on my nerves again.

Entering the home, I saw her standing by the sofa and looking around the drawing room. Sensing my presence, she turned to me, a light smile on her lips.

Fake!

"Good morning, Eira," she said with a pleased tone. "Have a seat."

I sat on the sofa while she sat in the chair opposite me. "Nice and cozy home, isn’t it?" she said.

"What do you want from me?" I asked her.

Her smile widened lightly as she said, "Not bad!"

It took me by surprise. What did she mean?

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