All Chapters of Sold to Alpha Brothers: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Lucy I felt a sense of unease wash over me as I caught one of their gazes and quickly looked away. It was the way they were looking at me, with a mix of curiosity and suspicion in their eyes, that made me feel like I was being sized up. It made me feel a bit like I was being sized up for auction again, except they weren't looking to sell me to a man as a sex slave, but a butcher or a potionsmaker for parts.I could almost see it in his eyes. Then, he smirked, and my blood went cold. He leaned over to the man next to him and whispered something. I wish I could hear. I bet David and Duke could. I tore my gaze away, trying to calm myself. I tried to shake off the feeling, telling myself that I had nothing to worry about. David was here. I wasn't that simple orphan girl being stuffed into a trunk. I lifted my gaze and stared back at the one who smirked at me, setting my jaw and glaring. He looked surprised, and his eyes glinted."Glare any harder, and

Peter I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, my vision blurry as I tried to focus on my surroundings. I remembered going to sleep and planning for a nap to ease the headache I'd gotten earlier, but I felt terrible. I shifted, but I felt nothing around me.Nothing under me.My heart raced as I realized I was no longer in my bed, but rather hovering above it. Panic set in as I tried to regain control of my body, but it was no use. I flailed around, twisting in the air, trying to grab something, to move, to do anything but hover a solid three feet above my bed.Was this part of the curse? I had to get down. I had to get—  Suddenly, I plummeted to the bed. I cried out as I slammed into it and bounced off it onto the floor, landing with a loud thud."Peter!" Vasil exclaimed, rushing over to me. "Are you alright?"I groaned again, rubbing the back of my head where it had hit the floor. "I think so," I muttered

Matt My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at the old woman, her eyes piercing through me."What do you—" I pulled back. "Are you—""The protections Eve placed on you are wearing thin." I went still, staring up at her. She withdrew her hands slowly, and with them went the warmth. "Soon, you'll have to make a choice or let the choice be made for you."I felt a shiver run down my spine as she spoke, her words sending a chill through my body."What choice?" I asked, my voice trembling.The old woman stroked my face gently, almost fondly."The choice between life and death, Matt. Between who you really are or giving in to the darkness that threatens to consume you."I pulled away from her, my heart racing. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.The old woman leaned in close."By now, you realize that Eve knew about your powers, Matt. Don't you?"I nodded shaki

Peter "Sure," he said. "Whatever you want to call him. I guess it just depends on which version of the story you want to go by, though I bet you'll be interested to know that the figure in mythology is supposed to be like a brother to Loki."I blinked at him. He gave me a nonplussed look. "Loki, father of Fenrir, Jormangadr, and Hel?" He paused. "And the eight-legged horse, but let's not get involved with that."I frowned. It had been a long time since I'd delved into human mythology, or history for that matter."The long and short of it was that they were a powerful species, capable of wielding magic in ways that even witches couldn't. But their power came at a price. They were revered as gods, but they were also feared and hated by many."I frowned, trying to make sense of it all. "So... what does this mean for me? For my pack?"Vasil sighed, his expression serious. "I'm not entirely sure, Peter. The fact that you're a werewo

Matt Moments stretched on. I braced myself for the worst. Then, he turned back to the woman."Lilith," he said, his voice filled with affection. "I didn't know you knew Matt."Lilith? The name poked at something in the back of my mind. She smiled back at him, her eyes twinkling with warmth."We just met today." She wiggled her eyebrows. "Oren's lackey chased him into the subway."Trent's eyes narrowed. He glanced at me briefly. She placed a hand on his shoulder."Pack business. I hear it's hard feeding a bunch of werewolves when you don't care about anything but spending money how you like."Trent's shoulders relaxed, and he chuckled. "I wouldn't know anything about that. David and Blue account for every penny and make sure the residuals have residuals…"I worried my lip, watching them, shuffling my feet. I wanted to escape, but that anxiety was pushed down. I felt a wave of calm wash over me.He