Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Finding Comfort In Vampire

Eira’s POV

I felt him close behind me. My heart skipped a beat. What’s wrong with him? First, he asked me to help him decide his clothes, and now he’s so close to me, standing behind me for no reason.He could get his clothes on his own if he was going to come to the wardrobe anyway.

I could feel his warmth even when there was space between us. I could smell that strong scent of his—it felt maddening, especially since he was just out of the shower. My heart couldn’t stop beating faster.The wolf inside me had started getting excited.

Damn wolf! This damn bond!

"Any light-colored pants will do," he whispered in my ear, so close now.

If you know, then why ask me? I cursed in my mind, but not a single word came out. My skin shivered all of a sudden, like a cold wind had just brushed past me.

Instead of trying to create distance, I was tempted to turn around and let myself be dragged into what he was trying to pull me into.

But I didn’t want to.

Thankfully, he picked up the pants and moved back. I could finally breathe—and couldn’t wait to run away from here. I didn’t want to be pulled into the temptation of the mate bond. My wolf was truly shameless, willing to do anything just to get fucked.

As if being fucked for the past six years wasn’t enough.

Agreeing to help him set Raven’s wardrobe, I ran away as if escaping from some kind of danger.Yes, he was a danger—to my senses. Thankfully, he didn’t try more, or I would have been on my knees in front of him any moment.

At least he had the decency not to force me into submitting to him—to be his fuck toy.

I remembered he promised me that night we mated that he wouldn’t do anything with me without my consent. He should be the last one to even care about my consent, but it seemed like he was keeping his word now.

Just as I ran down the stairs, lost in my own thoughts, I collided with someone, and I was already in his arms, being protected from falling down. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Whoa! Watch out, little witch."

Only one bastard called me that way. I tried to get away, but his hands kept me close in a tight hold.

I glared at him, trying to free myself.

"Where were you running to?" Rafe said as our gazes met. "And why’s your face so red like a monkey?"

Red? My face’s red? I quickly touched my cheeks, and they felt warm.

"Don’t tell me the pervert inside you couldn’t handle a beauty like Kael," he teased.

Beauty? How could he call a strong, muscular man like Kael a beauty? Something’s wrong with this bastard’s brain wiring.

"Let me go, you jerk," I said coldly.

"I will, if you ask me nicely," he countered, his red eyes amused.

I closed my eyes and let out a sigh to calm myself. "Alright, please... uhm..."

His lips sealed mine.

I opened my eyes and moved my face back, glaring at him. "What are you doing?"

What does he mean? ...Alright, I don’t want to know. I’m tired.

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