All Chapters of SOLD TO THE ALPHA WHO HATES ME: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Serafine’s POVThe temple stood at the highest point of the pack territory.Tall stone pillars surrounded the wide courtyard, each one carved with ancient symbols of wolves, moons, and stars. Silver lanterns hung from chains between the pillars, their soft light swaying gently in the night breeze.The air smelled faintly of incense and burning sage. And was quiet.Bane carried Hope in his arms as we climbed the long stone steps. Her body looked small and fragile against his chest, her head resting limply against his shoulder.Lupin walked beside him, one hand hovering near her as if afraid she might disappear if he stopped touching her.I couldn’t help but feel jealous for Hope even though she was dying.Life was truly ironic. I was trapped with a mate that wouldn't treat me as one and wouldn't let me die when I want to. And here was Hope at the bridge of life and death. With two mates obsessed about her.The temple doors opened before we even reached them.An old man stood inside. H

Serafine’s POV“Damn! That bastard, Grayson. Why does she keep mentioning him?” Lupin growled, breaking the heavy silence in the chamber.The anger in his voice echoed off the stone walls.My brows pulled together immediately.Of all the things he could have said, his reaction was to curse Grayson?Iritation rose inside my chest.Everyone in this pack cared less about Grayson. Even an ordinary guard yesterday had brushed it off when I told him something might have happened to Grayson.Now Lupin was standing here cursing him instead of trying to understand why his own mate kept mentioning Grayson’s name while she was dying.Hope's terrified face flashed in front of my mind again.That look on her face didn’t seem like she was accusing him of any wrongdoing. It looked like she was terrified something terrible had already happened. “Don’t you think something must have happened to him?” I asked.Lupin spun around so quickly, facing me. “It’s more like he’s done something!” he barked. H

Serafine’s POV“Yes.” Grayson answered.I blinked. “Huh?”He continued. “I heard you were out of prison and went there to see you. But you weren't there. When I asked Hope where you went, she told me you just ran off.”“Ohh…” I murmured and was about to tell him what happened to Hope after he left. But then he spoke first.“Where did you go?”I was stunned by the sudden question.“U… uhm…” I stuttered.He raised an eyebrow at me. His focused gaze at me made my throat tighten.“I… I went to see Bran.” Clara gasped loudly beside him. My head snapped toward her.“You don’t even add a prefix to his name?” she asked in disbelief. “Aren’t you scared someone might hear you call him that?”I stared at her, confused.Prefix?I had been calling Bran by his first name from the beginning. Not once had he ever reprimanded me for it. Not even when we were surrounded by people.Grayson glanced down at Clara. “Have you forgotten she’s his mate?”My heart skipped. And head snapped toward him. “You kn

Serafine’s POVI raised an eyebrow at Clara, a teasing smile tugging at my lips. “Have you told him how you feel?”“W-What?” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.“What’s that?” Grayson’s voice cut through the air behind us.Both Clara and I stiffened. We turned speedily to look at him.He stood at the kitchen entrance with one of his brows raised as his gaze moved between us. Curiosity laced in his eyes.Clara went completely still beside me. Her fingers tightened around each other in front of her as she looked down, her lips parting but no words coming out.Grayson stepped closer. “What did I hear just now?” Clara glanced at me, then back at him.“I… I…” she started, but her voice faltered.I could practically feel the panic radiating off her.For once, the confident, sharp-tongued Clara had no words to say.I pressed my lips together, holding back a smile. This wasn’t my moment. And it definitely wasn’t something I should interfere with.I quietly stepped away from the

Grayson’s POVI leaned back on the couch, my eyes fixed on the blank television screen, but my mind wasn’t there. It was in the kitchen, where Serafine was.Her voice echoed faintly in my ears. “Have you told him how you feel?”My brows pulled together and I turned back to glance at them but could only see the walls.Clara didn't say anything to answer Serafine’s question. It confirmed my suspicion.A slow breath left my chest as the night Clara was dead-drunk came to the front of my mind. She had unknowingly confessed her feelings to me that night. And I had brushed it off, thinking it was just one of her drunk talks. That was what I chose to believe. Even though I knew there was some truth to it.A soft clatter from the kitchen pulled me back.I turned my head again to look but only saw the walls again. There was an odd silence in the kitchen. So I pushed myself to my feet and walked toward the kitchen.The moment I stepped in, I saw Clara stood frozen by the sink, her back to me,