Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Jason’s Dark Plan-I

Kael’s POV

I hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. That was why I hadn’t intervened when Lucian and Jason started provoking Roman. It was something common among the five of us, tossing around jabs and insults in the name of friendly banter.

But now that Roman had left in anger, I regretted not stopping those two—since they only listen to me.

I turned to Rafe. "Go after Roman."

Before Rafe could even respond, Lucian spoke up. "I’ll get him."

"No," I said firmly, locking eyes with him, daring him to challenge me. "You are not going to him."

Lucian obeyed quietly, and then I looked at Jason, who also preferred to keep silent.

I wasn’t just the Alpha of this pack. These four had submitted to me completely, binding themselves to me when we became mate-brothers. Their loyalty gave me full authority over them, and when I was serious, not one of them dared defy me. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But above all, they were my friends first. I respected their choices and gave them complete freedom—until the moment things spiraled out of control.

"Alright, I’ll get him," Rafe said, heading toward his car. Just as he reached the door, he paused and turned to glance back at us. "If that bitch is dead from the allergy, I’d appreciate it if you cleared her corpse before I return." With that, he slid into the driver’s seat, calm as ever.

His words snapped my focus back to her. That bitch. I couldn’t let her die—not before I saved Sophia.

"Call Liam, quickly," I ordered Lucian, then turned to Jason. "Get the emergency medical kit and come to her room."

I didn’t wait for their response and headed inside.

The moment I entered her room, I froze.

Her body was curled up on the bed, looking lifeless.

"Damn it," I muttered under my breath, hurrying to her side. I turned her over and laid her flat on her back. Her pulse was faint. Her skin was covered in angry red rashes, and she didn’t seem to be breathing at all.

If she hadn’t been a pureblood, she’d already be dead.

While I waited for Jason, I lightly patted her cheek. Her face was hollow, her lips pale. "Hey, can you hear me?"

Jason entered the room just then, and I stepped aside to let him through. "Hurry up. Give her something before she dies."

Jason had studied medicine for three years back in the day. He was always the one who patched us up when we got into fights—which often happened with enemies or during our rough training sessions.

Jason was calm—not a tinge of worry on his face, as if it didn’t concern him whether she died—but he followed my instructions anyway.

Jason filled the syringe with the liquid drug and injected it into her thigh. His movements were calm, practiced, as if he’d never stepped away from the medical field. If he hadn’t given up his studies six years ago, we wouldn’t even need Liam anymore.

Jason’s POV

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