Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 334

Chapter 334: Hurt Lucian

Kael’s POV

"Are you worried about me?" I asked anyway, dying to hear from her that I meant something to her.

She stared at me for a moment, as if caught off guard. But then she turned to look away, wiping her tears.

"Why would I worry about you? I was just worried about Raven. If something happened to you, who would fight against that other top tier Alpha and protect our son?"

She didn’t want to admit it.

"Then I will make sure to take that bastard Asher with me to hell when I am about to die. That way... uhm..."

Her hand covered my mouth before I could say more.

"Stop talking nonsense," she warned. "Idiot."

I removed her hand from my mouth. "Is it that difficult to admit you care for me?"

She tried to pull her hand out of my hold. "I... I was just...."

I pulled her hand with a light tug, and the next moment my lips sealed hers, shutting her mouth from making any more excuses. I savoured her sweet lips for a few moments and whispered, "I get it."

She looked at me in confusion, and I said again, "I get it how important I am to you."

She didn’t deny it, and I wasn’t going to push her anymore. This much was enough for me.

"Are you calm now?" I asked her.

She nodded lightly.

"Good." I turned to look at my brothers, who seemed relieved now that she was calm.

I stood up and looked at Lucian and Rafe to enquire about them, but Lucian had already headed to staircase.

"Lucian," I called him.

"I am fine. Don’t worry," he said, and continued to walk, without even looking at me.

He never acted this way. I was about to call him again, but before he could climb even a single stair to the first floor, he stopped for a moment and then fell to the ground.

It shocked me. I hurried to him, so did the others.

"Lucian," I knelt next to him. He was unconscious.

It was so rare, or even impossible, to see him in such a condition. That meant he was hurt badly.

"Tsk!" I heard Rafe, who knelt next to him. "He was at his limits, trying to run to his room. Wouldn’t listen to me when I told him to go to the hospital. Stubborn ass! Would rather die than let anyone see him weak."

"Jason, call Liam," I ordered.

"I am already here," I heard a familiar voice. "You people can never let me be in peace."

"I had already asked him to come home," Rafe informed. "No option when someone couldn’t stop being an ass."

Lucian was carried to the sofa, and Liam came to check on him.

Roman stood by Eira to ease her worry. "Don’t worry. He is a tough nut," he told her, but I could still see worry painted on her face.

"He seems to be affected by black magic," I told Liam. "Can you treat black magic?"

"Of course I can’t," Liam said as he looked at me. "But there is someone who can. Your guards need to allow them to enter this home. Rafe already told me about it so I brought the person with me."

On my instructions, an elderly-looking woman was soon led inside the home. Though there were no witches around, every pack had some witch doctors who treated injuries that couldn’t be justified by science. This old woman was a witch doctor.

I remembered seeing her last when I was a child. My mother had met this woman. As the Luna of the pack, she had to keep everything and everyone under her care.

We stepped aside. The woman checked Lucian’s pulse and then closed her eyes for a long time.

She unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a huge dark scar covering the right half of his chest, from his shoulder to the end of his ribs.

"It’s the same kind for that Alpha had," Eira mumbled.

"It’s the same black magic," Roman explained.

"When we were catching that witch, he happened to block her attack on me," Rafe said, a hint of guilt in his voice, though he tried to act cool as always.

Worry for Lucian couldn’t be hidden in his eyes.

"He is truly strong enough to withstand it," the woman mumbled and sprinkled some shiny powder on the huge blackened part. "The black magic has been absorbed into his body. It will take a while for it to drain out entirely. Maybe a few days. He will be in pain, but that’s just the effect of the magic circulating through him before leaving his body. I am giving him a potion which will help ease his pain and drain the black magic as soon as possible."

Knowing he was safe was already a relief.

She instructed us on a few more things and then left. Jason took the potion vials from her. He fed one to Lucian and kept the rest.

Liam turned to me, his gaze wandering along the scar running from my jawline to my neck. "Feeling victorious after beating an asshole that you don’t even feel your own wounds?"

Sarcastic bastard.

"But we have a doctor at home, so that solves a lot of trouble," Liam said intently. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

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