Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Punishment

Lucian’s POV

Roman came out of his room, dressed and ready to go out. He didn’t even glance at us or ask why we were all silent and what this tension in the air was.

"I have some work to attend to," he said to Kael, then walked out the door.

For a moment, I thought Kael might stop Roman, ask him something like where he was heading to, or talk to him about the anger still lingering from yesterday. And then it will help shift his attention from that bitch.

But Kael didn’t bother and stood up to go to that bitch’s room instead.

Rafe glanced at us with a crooked smirk. "I wonder what kind of punishment you two will get this time," he muttered before following Kael.

I turned to Jason, my voice low. "Is she really dead?"

"Not sure," he answered.

Truthfully, we still didn’t care if she was. But we cared about upsetting Kael—and then failing his chance of saving Sophia, which would truly hurt him.

He had been searching for a pureblood she-wolf for the past six years just to save Sophia with everything he had, and when we finally found one, unfortunately it was her.

Now thinking about Kael, about what he stood to lose, I silently hoped that bitch was still breathing.

I knew Jason felt the same.

We followed after them, entering the room just behind Rafe.

Kael was already standing by the bed, the sheet pulled back to reveal her fragile, motionless body. Her gown had slipped from the sides, letting him see every trace of the torture we had inflicted on her.

The numerous bites from the tarantulas on her chest, neck, stomach and thighs were swollen red and with blood dried over them, looked truly brutal.

Her toes, wrapped in tape—he didn’t need to be told what we had done with them.

He stared at her for a long moment.

Then his eyes turned to us, sharp and furious. He didn’t speak, but the rage in his glare was deafening. I half expected him to lunge forward and strangle us both on the spot.

Instead, he reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out his phone.

"Liam," he said to the receiver, his voice cold and cutting. "I don’t care what you’re doing. I want you here. Right now."

He ended the call and looked back at us, his eyes like ice. "Explain."

As it was Jason’s doing, he stepped forward and laid it all out—what he did, why he did it, and what he got out of her in the end.

Kael said nothing. We waited in silence, neither of us daring to speak another word.

When Kael was this serious, the only smart move was to shut up and brace for whatever punishment came next.

Without a word, he walked past us and exited the room.

"Shit," I heard Jason curse under his breath, as if he understood what Kael was up to, and followed him out quickly.

Rafe and I followed them as well.

"This is going to be fun," Rafe commented, a hint of wicked excitement in his voice.

Bang! Bang!

"That bitch is nothing to me. I want to kill her as much as you want," Kael growled. "The more you delay her recovery, the longer it takes to help Sophia—and the longer we have to tolerate that bitch in our home. And you—" his voice dropped into a venomous snarl, "you dared disobey my, your Alpha’s order?"

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