Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: How Raven Was Tortured

Kael’s POV

I reached Liam’s office where he was sitting behind the desk, going through some documents in his hands. His expression was serious.

He offered me a nod. "Have a seat."

I sat in the chair across from him and asked, "You look serious. Something wrong with Raven’s reports?"

He let out a sigh. "Not sure how to put it — nothing wrong, but yes, at the same time."

"What’s the matter?" I asked, not that I hadn’t expected anything to be wrong; the child had been in the hands of monsters who weren’t sure what they were doing to him.

Liam put the file in front of me and said, "I studied his genetics, and I must say that child is no less than a miracle."

Miracle? I raised a brow and looked through the file.

"It’s the kind that must have been born thousands of years ago — a rare combination between the strongest she-wolf and a top-tier Alpha," Liam continued. "Eira is indeed the kind of pureblood blessed by the moon goddess, born once in a century, but I am curious about who this powerful Alpha must be."

I looked at him. "We will get RavenClaw Alpha’s DNA sample soon."

Inside, it burned me to think that the bastard could be Raven’s father. How I wished I could wipe that reality.

Liam’s gaze stayed on me, silently asking something. I returned a questioning look.

"Back then you were around her. You are a top-tier Alpha as well. By chance are you her f—"

"It’s not me. I never touched her back then, let alone done something like that," I interrupted coldly at whatever nonsense he was going spout. "And for God’s sake, she was a minor. Do you take me for someone who would take advantage of a minor?"

"I didn’t mean it. I was just trying to guess, if by chance..."

"It never happened," I told him clearly.

To be honest, in my heart, now I didn’t care if she was a minor, because at this moment, I truly wished Raven to be my son. I was being an ass because I was selfish to have that kid as mine.

"Alright! Let’s talk about Raven," Liam said. "Your guess was right. He was being used by them due to his unique bloodline."

"The vampire factor?" I asked.

"His blood can make a vampire stronger if they continue to drink it for long, and any supernatural who is weak and on the verge of death can be revived by using his blood for certain period," Liam explained, then a frown appeared on his forehead. "I found something in his blood which is not a good thing."

"What is it?" I asked.

"They were using him as an experimental body and had tried some dangerous drugs on him. I found traces of those drugs in his blood sample. They were meant to check it’s effect on his pure blood, and were meant to inflict pain on him and check his pain tolerance... That’s... brutal..." Even Liam, who was always so emotionless with medical work, faltered with his words. "There’s little left to imagine his suffering."

My expression hardened. No wonder he was afraid of hospitals. Those bastards had carried out painful experiments on a kid.

"Must have been hell for him," Liam said. "There is no external abuse mark on him; he looks all polished and royal, but inside his soul was being torn. Imagine a child left alone on a hospital bed, tied, while they simply watched on screen how his body deals with the pain. And then, to get satisfying results, they kept trying various experiments as if he’s not a living body. And the child doesn’t make a sound, only silent cries."

My fists clenched as Raven’s innocent face flashed in front of my eyes, and my mind couldn’t help but imagine what Liam had just said. It hurt my heart even to picture that image. I couldn’t even imagine him in pain, let alone see it in real life.

I was going to put those bastards in the same hell.

"Do we need to treat him for the effects of those drugs on him?" I asked, setting my anger aside.

Liam shook his head. "There’s no need. I injected him with medicine to flush out the remnants of those drugs in his blood. Now all that is left for you is to protect him and show him real happiness."

I was doing it anyway. I’ll do anything to protect him.

"I am just warning you not to waste the pain my mate went through when her blood was taken to treat you. So you better not pull any stunt," I warned her.

Her expression soured but then she put on a pitiful one. "Kael... Your mate? Have you marked her?"

"I did," I replied coldly.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I knew it. Those purebloods are shrewd. She truly snatched you from me. But what will happen to me, Kael?" Her teary eyes tried to melt my cold heart. "Our child... I lost... and this is what I get in return..."

"You are getting to live, so you should already be grateful," I warned her. "Stop calling me and focus on recovering. Once you have recovered, I will take you with me."

The last line lit her up instantly. "Take me with you? So you are not abandoning me for that pureblood?"

I shook my head. "I have a plan for you, one you will be thrilled to know."

The bitch, so delusional, failed to see the darkness in my eyes.

"What is it, tell me," she asked, happily.

"You like surprises, don’t you?" I asked.

She nodded quickly. For the first time in her life, the bitch will regret ever waiting for the surprise.

"Then get better soon. I am leaving." I turned to go, but she called out, "Kael."

I stopped, but didn’t turn to her. "And remember not to call me again." Then I left without giving her the chance to say another word.

I could tell she must be angry, but I didn’t care. Breathing the same air as her was already torture. The same line Eira once said to me — and I could tell how much she detested me.