Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 353

Chapter 353: A Surprise With A Twist

Eira’s POV

I entered the room and went straight to the bed. Sitting at the edge with the box resting on my lap, I inhaled slowly a few times, trying to calm the storm inside me.

I opened the box again and pulled out the note and the necklace. The moment I read the lines written on it, my heart tightened. My fingers traced the finely carved initials and my name etched into the pendant.

But then the memory of Rafe exposing me downstairs flashed through my mind. My grip tightened around it, and for a moment I was ready to throw everything into the trash.

I could not.

My heart refused to let go.

Instead, I smoothed the creases on the note, folded it carefully, wrapped the pendant within that fold, and placed it at the very bottom of the box beneath the rest of my belongings. Hidden away from my sight, yet not discarded.

After steadying myself, I began looking through the other items. Just then, a knock sounded on the door.

"Come in," I said quietly.

The door opened, revealing Kael.

"Will I disturb you?" he asked gently.

It was his room. Why was he even asking?

His tongue had been tied downstairs when I needed someone to speak. He could have stayed with his precious brothers for all I cared. Damn them, all cut from the same cloth.

"It’s your room," I replied flatly, continuing to sort through the box.

He stepped inside anyway. Maybe guilt had brought him here after ignoring me earlier. Choosing between brotherhood and me must never be easy for him.

But then again, I could not be sure if he was the one who had brought this box back. The house had always been under his authority. If anyone could retrieve it quietly, it would be him.

He sat beside me while I deliberately avoided looking at him.

Inside the box were small trinkets I had once collected. I moved through them slowly, one by one.

"Are you angry?" he asked softly.

"Are you asking the obvious?" I frowned, "Aren’t we?"

"I am sorry," he said. "But sometimes..."

"I know what’s going on," I cut him off, still focused on the items in my hands. "I am not as dumb as you think. You five can keep protecting each others asses."

"Thank you for your understanding," he said quietly.

"At least tell me this," I asked, keeping my voice calm. "Do you know who the other four are trying to protect?"

"I am sorry... again."

He did not answer.

If he had said no, I would have known it was not him who brought the box. That would have narrowed it down to the others. And if he had said yes, then he would have placed himself under suspicion as well.

They clearly did not want me to know who it was, regardless of whether they knew the truth themselves.

If Kael refused to speak, then I would try with Roman. If I failed with him too, the rest would be impossible to crack. Roman was the softest target among them.

"What is this?" Kael picked up a small folded piece of paper from the box.

"Just some random scribbling from when I was younger, I guess," I answered casually.

"It looks like some sort of mark," he observed.

"I must have seen it somewhere and drawn it. I used to spend a lot of time alone. Drawing and scribbling whatever caught my attention was how I passed my days."

He hummed softly and placed it back.

"And this?" he asked, reaching for another item.

Before his fingers could touch it, I caught his hand gently. "That’s enough. No more digging through my things."

He withdrew immediately. "Sorry."

Once I finished sorting everything and locked the box again, I paused, wondering where to keep it.

"You can put it in that drawer chest," he said, pointing toward the cabinet near the wall. "No one will touch it." He reassured me even before doubt could form.

I placed the box inside.

"You came back without having breakfast," he added. "You need to eat."

Well, he was right. I was hungry. And getting irritated with that bloodsucker earlier had only made it worse.

I followed him downstairs. At the breakfast table, the atmosphere felt quieter than usual. Their guilt over hiding things from me seemed to linger in the air.

But Raven’s presence softened my anger, and I chose to focus on him instead.

After breakfast, the others scattered to their own tasks as if they could not quite face me, except for Rafe and Kael.

Kael had already made peace with me through our conversation upstairs, while Rafe didn’t give a damn.

As usual, Raven’s teacher arrived for his lessons. We had missed them for the past two days.

Once Raven left for his session, Kael turned toward me. "You asked for your own room yesterday?"

I nodded.

"It’s ready," he said. "Come and take a look."

I blinked in surprise. "Already? How..." But I was truly excited at the same time.

"We were out the entire day yesterday," he explained calmly. "They carried out the order quickly once I gave it."

"That was fast," I commented, impressed. "Overly efficient, I must say."

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