All Chapters of SOLD TO THE ALPHA WHO HATES ME: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Alpha Bran’s POV Grayson swayed. At first, I thought he was just catching his breath. Then his knees buckled.“Grayson!” Serafine screamed in panic. Her body jerked in my arms. “Put me down. Please, Bran, put me down!”The urgency in her voice cut through the bond, clawing at my chest. I lowered her down carefully. The moment her feet touched the ground, she pulled away from me completely.Ignoring the way her injured ankle must have screamed in protest.She raced to him. But Clara was faster. Both of them dropped to their knees beside Grayson’s fallen body just as he hit the floor with a dull thud.“Grayson, no—no, no, no…” Serafine’s voice trembled as she reached for him, her hands hovering for a second before gripping his shoulders. “Grayson, wake up!”Clara’s hands were already on his face, pushing back his rogue hair, her fingers shaking violently. “Hey—hey, stay with us, okay? You hear me? Stay with us!”Grayson laid still on the floor, looking so pale with deep gashes across h

Serafine’s POVSomething about Bran irritated me. Not the way he looked. God knew that wasn’t the problem. Standing there, drenched from the rain, powerful, and completely unapologetic in his presence… any other woman would have probably melted on the spot.And maybe a part of me did react. But that wasn’t where the issue was. The problem was the way he spoke about my life like I had no say in it. The way he was always quick to make decisions for me. Like my life was something he could just step into and take control of.My jaw tightened as I held his gaze. “You're always doing this.” A flicker of confusion crossed his face. “Doing what?”“Acting like you get to decide my life for me,” I replied, crossing my arms over my chest. “You act like what I want doesn’t matter as long as it fits whatever you think is right.”“That’s not—”“It is.” I didn’t let him finish.“Three months ago, you tried to force me into staying with you. Today, you're doing it again. And even saying I will leave

Alpha Bran’s POV“We are not sure that the man in black in the cell footage was Michael. We can’t prove that he’s the one that killed Kael.” Aric’s voice cut through the room, tight with frustration. I turned slightly, leaning one shoulder against the window frame, arms folding loosely across my chest. “Calm down, Aric,” His jaw ticked. “Calm down?”“Sometimes,” I continued, unfazed, “time reveals things better than actiond ever will.”He let out a harsh breath, dragging a hand through his hair. “And what? We just sit here and wait? While whoever is behind this goes on doing more?”“What do you want us to do, then?” I asked quietly. He went silent immediately, thinking before looking up at me again. “Well, we can figure out something if we sit down to think about it.”I chuckled, glancing back at Serafine briefly before turning to look at him again. “Stop worrying too much, Aric. If you were a human you would have developed high blood pressure by now.”He remained silent, his eyes

Alpha Bran’s POVI forgot how to breathe. Everything faded into nothing because she was standing in front of me.My gaze moved before I could stop it, drawn to her like she was my life. She was my life, anyway.From the soft fall of her deep auburn mangled hair, down to the way her dress clung to her slim frame, revealing her delicate curves. And stopping just above her knees, leaving her straight legs bare. Her feet were beautifully adorned with red heels.My throat went completely dry at the sight of my stunningly gorgeous mate.My wolf surged forward instantly, desperate and drawn to her in a way that made it impossible to hold his turbulent emotions in.‘MINE.’ he growled in my head.“Stop drooling and get back to your senses.”Aric’s voice slammed into my head through the mindlink.I choked. Turning sharply to him, and frowned. “What do you mean?”Serafine’s voice cut in, amused. “Aric didn’t say anything.”I froze. My jaw tightening as the realization that I had said it out lou

Serafine’s POVBran simply wrapped his fingers around my wrist. “Walk with me,” he said quietly. The bond pulsed between us like it had been waiting for this exact moment.I glanced back at Grayson. He hadn’t moved. His gaze was locked on Bran’s hand wrapped around mine, his jaw tight, eyes shadowed with something he wasn’t saying.“I’ll be fine,” I told him again, softer this time.His eyes shifted to mine, then he gave a small nod. “Don’t take too long.”I gave him a faint smile before turning back to Bran. He didn’t release my hand as he led me down a quieter corridor, away from the cells. The silence between us stretched but didn't feel empty. There was an unexplainable tension between us.By the time we stopped halfway at the long corridor, we were completely alone.Bran turned to face me, “Why are you here, Serafine?”I raised a brow. “That’s how you want to start this conversation?”He gave me a look I didn't quite understand. I rolled my eyes before saying, “Fine. Grayson