Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350: A Minor’s Room

Eira’s POV

"I want someone to hit him," I muttered with a frown.

Lucian, sitting in the front passenger seat, immediately punched Rafe in the stomach. It was not too hard, yet Rafe exaggerated the reaction. "Oops, I almost stopped breathing," he said dramatically, then smirked at me through the rearview mirror. "Surprise. I’m still alive, Caldwell."

Lucian glanced back at me. "Do you want me to drag him out and give him a proper beating?"

I shook my head. "I don’t want to spoil my birthday by looking at a vampire’s filthy blood."

"Your tongue is sharper than a knife," Rafe commented.

"Likewise," I replied as I stepped out of the car. "I want to walk."

The others followed me out. Roman and Jason, who had been driving another car behind us, stopped as well.

Without hesitation, I began walking down the road, old memories flooding back, a faint smile forming on my lips. The others trailed behind me quietly. Kael, as always, stayed close to Raven, giving me space to wander on my own.

After a few minutes, something felt strange.

The road was completely silent. Not a single person passed by. No vehicles, no distant voices.

"Is this area deserted?" I asked, glancing around. "I don’t see anyone."

"It’s restricted while we are here," Kael explained calmly. "You can walk freely wherever you want."

I nodded, not minding the emptiness.

As we drew closer to the house, my gaze drifted toward a familiar spot. "There... I found Kitty there..."

"Her name is Vixen," Rafe corrected.

"One thief stole my cat," I said quietly, my voice calm, not really angry with him.

"That thief saved her from dying," he corrected me again.

Well, I would give him that.

Finally, we reached the front of the house. The outside was surprisingly clean. The yard had been cleared, though I was not sure what the inside would look like. From the outside, it felt as if no one had lived here for years.

"It has been cleaned entirely for your visit," Kael told me. "No one stays here. It has been empty for the past six years."

That made sense. Still, I asked quietly, "Given how angry you must have been with me, you could have burned it down."

Kael met my gaze, his eyes soft. "I couldn’t."

No more words were needed. Even then, he had loved me despite how much he hated me.

"Thank you," I murmured before walking toward the entrance.

Inside, everything looked intact, though untouched by renovation. The furniture seemed dull, the walls slightly faded with time. It felt preserved rather than lived in.

I had never cared much about the rest of the house. Only the kitchen where I occasionally spent time, and my room upstairs, had ever truly felt mine.

I barely spoke to my grandparents back then. They were always busy somewhere else. And now, they were not my grandparents anymore.

Behind me, Kael spoke gently to Raven. "This is the house where Mommy used to live six years ago."

I wondered silently, is he remembering it too?

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