All Chapters of Sold to Alpha Brothers: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

TonyMy breath hitched in my throat, in disbelief and a hope I couldn’t deny. My heart pounded against my chest. Her eyelashes trembled. Her brow twitched. Quillan went still, leaning closer, holding his breath.Then, her eyes fluttered open. They were different now, pools of molten starlight, shimmering with a bright green, like fresh grass. I caught the scent of something like spring in a deep ancient forest rising from her. Time seemed to warp, the air buzzing with a tangible energy. Our gazes locked, a bridge of unseen threads snapping taut between us. Emotions rushed and tumbled through me, a torrent of electricity and magnetism pulling me closer, drowning out the world in a dizzying kaleidoscope of sensation. I could hear, feel, and see everything around me. I felt like if I just reached out a little with my mind, I could feel her, hear her thoughts.Anthony?I shuddered at the way her mind felt against mine. My heart hammered against my ribs. This pull, this u

LucyI shuddered again, huddled in my jacket as the rest of the class settled in. Sunlight painted lazy stripes across the desk. I could still feel the hum of the spell in my veins, winding through my thoughts. Lethal. The spells were lethal, and that was terrifying, yet a strange calm had settled within me, a tentative truce between fear and fascination.A different professor walked in. "Greetings. I'll be your substitute today as today's lecture is a specialty one. We'll be talking about the Awakening."I sat up as people started to murmur. He started with a basic overview of what the Awakening was. Apparently, it was a predictable event that didn't always coincide with the Crescent Moon Festival's date."Professor," a girl a few rows below piped up, her voice small yet insistent, "I've heard stories. Myths, almost, about the Awakening. Great tragedies and great miracles have all happened during the Awakening… Knowing that and all the hunters that have come, is it

Lucy My face was on fire. I couldn’t believe him. He chuckled, coming toward me. He kissed me briefly. My toes curled, and I wanted to press closer to him. He was so warm, and there was something else about him that wanted to be nearer to him.Resonance, something whispered to me.“Are you staying the night?” He asked, wrapping an arm around my waist.I bit my lip and nodded. He pressed his forehead to mine and brushed our noses together. A low, contented rumble escaped him. I smiled at the sound.“Long day?”I closed my eyes. “Yeah.”“Cuddles?”I smiled and nodded. “Yeah.”“Deal.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll throw in a few kisses for free, and I’ll see you soon for dinner… Dressed.”I laughed and nodded.“Not too dressed,” Duke teased. “She deserves access to the full package.”“Duke!”He cackled. David stroked my cheek and headed upstairs. “Leave Lucy alone, or I’m inviting Tom over and sticking him in the room next to you

Tony “You’re actually a psycho?” She asked. Then, tilted her head. “Or you’re running from the supernatural mafia.”I snorted. “Not quite… though Matt might argue that our father is more of a mafioso than an alpha.”“I stand by my statements: he’s a psycho, and he should have been left to rot in jail for the rest of his unnatural life.”She turned off the blow dryer and hummed, looking into the mirror. “Well, don’t hold back. What is it that’s got you looking like the world is going to end?”The confession churned in my gut like lave."Ginevra," I choked out, the word a rough rasp against my dry throat. "About Lucy…"Her head snapped towards me, eyes wide with surprise. "Tony, don't. Not now."My eyes widened. “You’ve… heard about Lucy? From Matt?”“What does Matt have to…” She frowned. “Never mind. Why don’t you just get it off your chest before you combust.”I winced. “I…”“Don’t back out now,” she said, her gaze searching my face.

Lucy"David," he growled, his voice like gravel grinding against stone. "Fancy seeing you here, gracing us with your… presence, just like your father."What did that mean? I looked between the two of them. David remained unflinching. I could almost see the vein jumping in his jaw at the mention of his father.“I didn’t think you capable of giving a compliment,” David said coolly. “Alpha Oren, how nice for you to grace us with your presence.”David’s voice was tense. It was so unfair. I could hear the pain in his voice. Maybe I could just feel it. I could almost see an image. It looked like a man standing with Delilah in a long white dress with the armor I was wearing. My heart ached as the images flipped through my mind. I could see them growing older and closer through the photos. I felt his grief and his fury.I saw his father cradling Delilah’s body in his arms. His wail of pain echoed in my heart and stole my breath. The rage crashed over me and set my jaw.