All Chapters of Sold to Alpha Brothers: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

TonyI clutched the phone tightly to my ear, my heart pounding in my chest. "Are you sure?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can't just...There has to be something…""I'm sorry," the doctor replied, her voice gentle but firm. "We've been doing everything we can to treat her, but it's not looking good. We don't think she has much longer. It would be best to start making final arrangements."My mind raced as I tried to process this information. Ginevra wasn't going to make it… For all of my power as an alpha, whatever that means now, I hadn't been able to save her. I could imagine Quillan's wails of distress. The bleakness in his eyes. My chest tightened at the thought. I couldn't… "A week at most?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Is there anything we can do to make her more comfortable? To prolong it?"What about her family? Did she have any? I'd have to ask Quillan. "We're doing everything we can to manage her pain and make her as comfortable as possible," the

TonyThe woman, who I didn't recognize, was barely there. She looked at Quillan with a calculating, almost malicious gaze that made me want to shield him from her gaze.I signed Quillan out of daycare and grabbed his things. The phantom of a woman remained in my peripheral vision, making me feel like I was being stalked."…we colored. The crayons were really nice, and we made wolf ears," Quillan said. "Do you think mommy would like wolf ears?"I looked down at him. The mention of Ginevra sent another pang of guilt and confusion through me. "I'm sure she'd love them," I said. "Oh, and Hera said that her mommy's going to have a party. Do you think Mommy would want to go?" He looked down. "Do you… think she'll be better by Christmas?"My eyes burned with tears. "I… I don't know. What do you think?""Mommy said that you told her she should work on liking holidays," he said. "That she should enjoy them now that she can… We've never been to a Christmas party…"I was going to be sick. I di

MattHow the hell was I supposed to get myself a proper date without a way to contact her. I guess I'd have to try and get it during my next visit to Yellow Ridge. "Now, if you have an active curse, the best thing you can do is eat well and keep the potion on you," the professor started writing on the board. "Here's the list of the best potions in order of most potent to least."I winced, recognizing every single one of them from my mother's book and the prescription. "Under what circumstances would someone have to take a mix of them?" Someone else asked. I was thankful that I didn't have to. "They're damn near dead and probably went too long without feeding themselves properly. If you're a healer and you get prescribed all of that, don't worry. You won't die quickly. You'll have time to recover, but it's going to hurt like a bitch."I winced, remembering the agony, but that was over now, hopefully. The pain came back every once in a while, but it wasn't all-consuming, and I was gr

DavidOren looked like he had alot more to say to me, but it didn't matter. He snarled and whirled around, leaving with stilted steps. "Aren't you going to take your precious pack members?" I asked, glaring at his back. He snarled over his shoulder and left without another word. The Council representative stammered and stuttered as he was taken into custody. "I want to know how he got into my territory without anyone alerting me," I said. "And have the barrier deployed.""Of course," Trent said.I turned to look at him and placed my hand on his shoulder. "If you find a way to murder him first, I'll stand aside."He blinked and looked at me with a sly smile. "I can't tell if you know, or if you're just being gracious."Know what? I narrowed my eyes. "Something tells me I'll find out soon enough." I turned to an Enforcer. "If you could make arrangements to get his pack members' remains shipped back to him... with all the respect due."He nodded and left. A sense of satisfaction washe

TonyI woke up early, feeling a bit groggy. I stretched my arms and legs, trying to shake off the last remnants of sleep. I needed to be awake for this, to catch him. It had been a long night of waiting, but I hadn't been awake when he got back. Was he back yet? I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen. I started to look for something for breakfast, but as I searched for something to eat, I heard a strange noise coming from Matt's room. I dashed from the kitchen. He was back, and he had a lot of fucking explaining to do. When had he gotten back? I slowed to a stop as I heard a grunt. It sounded pained. Then something fell with a heavy thud. "Fuck," he cursed, barely grasping. Something else clattered to the floor. “For fuck’s—”"Matt?" I opened the door, my heart in my throat, but Matt was still standing. A thick book was on the floor, part of the things that were probably on the dresser had been swept to the ground, and in his hand was a potion glowing a bright white. My hea