Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Eira’s Torment In Prison-I

Jason’s POV

After Roman went to that bitch’s room and Kael went to his study, I looked at Lucian.

Without saying a word to each other both of us walked towards the wooden stand in the drawing room that always had our trench coats hung on it and put them on.

We were used to this wordless communication between us. We could read and understand each other’s thoughts without a mistake, better than even real brothers could do.

"I am coming with you two as well," Rafe jumped up from the sofa, securing the black leather jacket he was wearing. "It’s been a while since I witnessed a proper bloodbath."

The bastard caught on quickly. No surprise there—his mind thrived in chaos, especially when blood was about to be spilled.

We didn’t bother stopping him. He would’ve followed us regardless.

"Just stay back and watch," Lucian told him flatly.

"Don’t worry. I’m full today. I don’t want any filthy blood touching me," Rafe replied with a crooked grin, already moving ahead of us.

When we reached outside, the bastard had already brought the vehicle—not his, but the one that belonged to Lucian, his most favourite—a luxury convertible jeep SUV which he used whenever he went on some killing task.

And today was no different, except the dying ones wouldn’t be our enemies, but the ones belonging to our own pack.

Lucian’s eyes narrowed the moment he saw Rafe behind the wheel. The audacity. That damn bat had touched his jeep without permission, like it fucking belonged to him.

Rafe smirked. "No need to thank me. This jeep’s perfect for the blood festival."

Lucian slid into the passenger seat, his voice cold. "This is the last time you touch it."

"I was just worried your burnt wrist might make driving difficult," Rafe offered him a teasing smirk, "ankles and neck too."

"Shut your mouth unless you want me to throw you out," Lucian warned.

I climbed into the back seat, deaf to their usual bickering.

We drove straight to the prison where that bitch had been locked up six years ago. Time to punish the traitors who sold a prisoner and dared to break the rules. Time to set an example so brutal, no one would ever dare repeat the mistake and take our authority lightly.

The vehicle entered the huge iron gate attached to the gigantic walls surrounding the prison.

Security guards stood at attention as we passed, quickly notifying the prison in-charge of our arrival. All of them were shocked by our sudden arrival which broke the silence of six years, that too in the night instead of day.

As the jeep came to a halt within the prison yard, the second in command, Paul, rushed toward us, like having his tail between his legs. He must be cursing his ancestors, wondering what ill fate had summoned us here without warning.

The jerk hid his anxiety behind a fake, strained smile. "Alpha Lucian, Alpha Jason, Alpha Rafe....It’s good to see you here after so long."

Lucian jumped down from the jeep. "I’m sure you won’t be saying the same thing in a little while."

The color drained from Paul’s face the moment those words left Lucian’s mouth, but he quickly plastered his fake smile back on. "Please, come inside the office. We can talk comfortably."

We followed him to the main incharge’s office as he led the way.

I gave a small hum. "That’s the one. I hope you didn’t go soft on her just because she’s a young female."

"We don’t show mercy to traitors, do we?" Lucian added, his voice calm, though his gaze had turned pitch-dark.

"Of course not, Alpha. That bitch—or anyone who betrays us—deserves a punishment so cruel they’d beg for death," Luis responded quickly, almost too eagerly.

"Then, I believe you didn’t disappoint us, Luis," Lucian said, his fingers tapping a slow, deliberate rhythm against the armrest. "Mercy doesn’t exist in our dictionary."

Luis and Paul exchanged glances, seeming almost relieved by Lucian’s words.

Then Luis turned his attention back to us and began, clearly eager to justify himself.

"Back then, I went to Alpha Kael to ask about her trial and what was to be done. He told me not to bother him with her and that I should handle the matter."

I hummed. "And?"

"That bitch caused immense loss to the pack. We lost our brothers, and even Alpha and Luna because of her. I understood Alpha Kael’s rage. I wasn’t about to spare her for what she did. I made sure she regretted it—so much so that she won’t forget it even in her next life. I had to bring justice to those we lost," he replied.

"Is that so?" Lucian asked, head tilting slightly, eyes sharp and focused like a hawk gazing his prey.

I gently slammed the paperweight on the table, which brought Luis and Paul’s attention towards me.

"Then let’s hear it," I said, voice cool. "Tell us exactly what you did to bring that justice. Then we’ll decide whether it was enough."