Todos los capítulos de SOLD TO THE ALPHA WHO HATES ME: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Serafine’s POVAfter a final glance around the empty dining hall, I rose to my feet, eyes locked on Alpha Jace as I walked up to him. “Where did everyone go? Didn't know I was so tired to the extent I slept off while eating.” I said, closing in on Jace.“This way,” he gestured with his hand before moving while I followed him. “We didn't want to wake you because we saw you were exhausted and slept so soundly.” “Soundly.” I murmured as the dream I had about Bran filled my mind.Of everything in the world to see in my dream, it was Bran. Worse, we were even doing dirty things. God help me.Alpha Jace led the way to his office. He opened the door for me to enter before following.His office was moderate both in size and design compared to that of Bran.“Have a seat.” He pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. He went behind his heavy oak wood desk and sat down, facing me.Curiosity was getting a better of me. I had been waiting for this moment. To know why Alpha Jace was eager to sav

Serafine’s POVMy heart pounded as I watched the chaos outside. I shoved the letter into the pocket of my dress with shaking hands.Smoke clawed its way into my room, the scent of blood followed closely behind. My chest ached. I clutched the window frame, my legs weak from watching wolves crashing. Fire tore through the pack grounds, sending sparks screaming into the sky. Growls, howls and screams rang in the air.A sudden, brutal impact drew my eyes to the clearing below. One of the wolves was hurled through the air like a rag doll. His body slammed into the ground with a sound that knocked the breath from my lungs. The wolf convulsed, fur receding as he shifted back into human form.I gasped as recognition hit me.“JACE!” I screamed at the top of my cracked voice from crying too much.His body laid numb on the ground. Naked. Wounded. Bloody. Only when I screamed did he look up at me with face twisted in pain.“RUN!!” he shouted at me with his last strength.I didn’t remember leav

Alpha Bran’s POVI walked ahead, taking long strides to my ride. Aric walked closely behind me. The overhead lights flickered as we approached the car. Aric opened the door and slid into the passenger seat while I took the wheel.“The warriors have already left. The captain divided them into two units.” he said as I started the engine.I didn’t look at him. My eyes stayed forward as I pulled out of the garage.“Five hundred are infiltrating Redmoon from different entry points. They’re planting bombs across strategic locations. Once it's time they will strike from the inside. The other five hundred will meet them head-on when the battle peaks.”A humorless breath left me. “Redmoon has barely five hundred warriors.”“Yeah. They won’t stand a chance.” Aric said.I paused, then added coldly, “Tell the captain that Serafine is not to be harmed. For any reason.” Aric hesitated for a moment. I had no idea why.“Bran… don’t you think you’re going too far?” he asked carefully. “Taking an enti

Alpha Bran’s POVI slammed the door open. Rage churned hot and ugly in my chest. Grayson was getting far too ahead of himself. Always between me and Serafine. Always testing the edge of my patience.My grip tightened around Serafine’s arms. I dragged her toward the bathroom, and shoved the door open before pushing her in.“Wash up,” I ordered and shut the door at her face. I paced to and fro in the room. What has Grayson been thinking these days? He was really pushing my limit.My hand closed around the bottle of whiskey on the table. I didn’t bother with a glass. I tipped it back and swallowed hard, the burn racing down my throat. I finished it in one go and slammed the empty bottle down, chest heaving.I had thought it would help to cool the tension inside me. It didn't. Why was everyone bent on getting on my nerves these days? Saskia. Grayson. Serafine. Jace. For goddess sake it was driving me crazy. One glance at the empty whiskey bottle and I realised I needed something stro

Alpha Bran’s POV“Bran! Bran!”I groaned, already knowing the voice. I turned onto my side, intending to bury my face into the pillow and ignore her, but that was when my eyes met Serafine’s cold stare.I would be lying if I said I wasn't freaked out by that look. She was sitting upright, her back pressed stiffly against the headboard, knees drawn slightly to her chest. Her arms were crossed tightly around herself. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, my voice rough from sleep. Serafine didn't respond. Instead, she looked straight ahead.Before she turned her face away, I saw her eyes were red and swollen. Dark circles bruised the skin beneath them.Had she been crying? Did she not sleep at all all night?I wasn't sure. And was going to ask her when I paused. A glance at her again and I knew the answer was obvious. Her eyes and face told it all. She had been crying for a long time for her eyes to be that swollen and red. I doubted she had any time to sleep. Judging fro