Sold To The Alphas I Hate-Chapter 334: Hurt Lucian

Kael’s POV

"Are you worried about me?" I asked anyway, dying to hear from her that I meant something to her.

She stared at me for a moment, as if caught off guard. But then she turned to look away, wiping her tears.

"Why would I worry about you? I was just worried about Raven. If something happened to you, who would fight against that other top tier Alpha and protect our son?"

She didn’t want to admit it.

"Then I will make sure to take that bastard Asher with me to hell when I am about to die. That way... uhm..."

Her hand covered my mouth before I could say more.

"Stop talking nonsense," she warned. "Idiot."

I removed her hand from my mouth. "Is it that difficult to admit you care for me?"

She tried to pull her hand out of my hold. "I... I was just...."

I pulled her hand with a light tug, and the next moment my lips sealed hers, shutting her mouth from making any more excuses. I savoured her sweet lips for a few moments and whispered, "I get it."

She looked at me in confusion, and I said again, "I get it how important I am to you."

She didn’t deny it, and I wasn’t going to push her anymore. This much was enough for me.

"Are you calm now?" I asked her.

She nodded lightly.

"Good." I turned to look at my brothers, who seemed relieved now that she was calm.

I stood up and looked at Lucian and Rafe to enquire about them, but Lucian had already headed to staircase.

"Lucian," I called him.

"I am fine. Don’t worry," he said, and continued to walk, without even looking at me.

He never acted this way. I was about to call him again, but before he could climb even a single stair to the first floor, he stopped for a moment and then fell to the ground.

It shocked me. I hurried to him, so did the others.

"Lucian," I knelt next to him. He was unconscious.

It was so rare, or even impossible, to see him in such a condition. That meant he was hurt badly.

"Tsk!" I heard Rafe, who knelt next to him. "He was at his limits, trying to run to his room. Wouldn’t listen to me when I told him to go to the hospital. Stubborn ass! Would rather die than let anyone see him weak."

"Jason, call Liam," I ordered.

"I am already here," I heard a familiar voice. "You people can never let me be in peace."

"I had already asked him to come home," Rafe informed. "No option when someone couldn’t stop being an ass."

Lucian was carried to the sofa, and Liam came to check on him.

Roman stood by Eira to ease her worry. "Don’t worry. He is a tough nut," he told her, but I could still see worry painted on her face.

"He seems to be affected by black magic," I told Liam. "Can you treat black magic?"

"Of course I can’t," Liam said as he looked at me. "But there is someone who can. Your guards need to allow them to enter this home. Rafe already told me about it so I brought the person with me."

On my instructions, an elderly-looking woman was soon led inside the home. Though there were no witches around, every pack had some witch doctors who treated injuries that couldn’t be justified by science. This old woman was a witch doctor.

I remembered seeing her last when I was a child. My mother had met this woman. As the Luna of the pack, she had to keep everything and everyone under her care.

We stepped aside. The woman checked Lucian’s pulse and then closed her eyes for a long time.

She unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a huge dark scar covering the right half of his chest, from his shoulder to the end of his ribs.

"It’s the same kind for that Alpha had," Eira mumbled.

"It’s the same black magic," Roman explained.

"When we were catching that witch, he happened to block her attack on me," Rafe said, a hint of guilt in his voice, though he tried to act cool as always.

Worry for Lucian couldn’t be hidden in his eyes.

"He is truly strong enough to withstand it," the woman mumbled and sprinkled some shiny powder on the huge blackened part. "The black magic has been absorbed into his body. It will take a while for it to drain out entirely. Maybe a few days. He will be in pain, but that’s just the effect of the magic circulating through him before leaving his body. I am giving him a potion which will help ease his pain and drain the black magic as soon as possible."

Knowing he was safe was already a relief.

She instructed us on a few more things and then left. Jason took the potion vials from her. He fed one to Lucian and kept the rest.

Liam turned to me, his gaze wandering along the scar running from my jawline to my neck. "Feeling victorious after beating an asshole that you don’t even feel your own wounds?"

Sarcastic bastard.

"I need to clean myself," I said and turned to go upstairs.

"You better. That shit scent of that bastard’s blood is nauseating me," Rafe said behind me.

"Come, let me check you until then," I heard Liam saying to Eira.

I had a nice bath and couldn’t stand the stench of that bastard’s blood on me. I finished it quickly. Due to the many scars on my body, I wore a black robe. I hoped they would heal quickly so Eira wouldn’t worry much.

When I returned, all of them had moved to the medical setup room.

"...It’s just to see if the use of power had affected the baby," I heard Liam’s voice, "But I am sure it didn’t."

They seemed to have already discussed Eira using another one of her powers.

When I entered the room, Jason had taken his place in front of the sonography machine, as Eira’s gynecologist wasn’t here.

Liam turned to look at me. "As the matter of our patient using her powers shouldn’t be exposed, I didn’t bring her doctor."

Of course he did well.

"But we have a doctor at home, so that solves a lot of trouble," Liam said intently.

He would never stop trying to get Jason back to his old profession. But Jason paid him no mind.

Through the sonography, we got to see the baby once more.

"It’s growing faster than expected of a pureblood," Liam commented in his professional way.

"I would like it if you chose soft language here," Jason warned Liam, clearly displeased with his choice of words, "Or better, say nothing."

Jason then looked at Eira. "The baby is growing really well. Nothing to worry about."

She hummed while looking at the screen.

Liam chuckled. "Alright. I will leave it for you to talk to, ex-doctor."

"We are done here. You can go out, Liam," Jason said coldly.

Liam sighed, unbothered by his indifference. "I will, once I take a look at my last patient here."

Jason and Liam together patched up my wounds, while Roman had already taken Eira out to keep her away from the sight. He returned once he left her with Raven.

Liam began once all the wounds were covered, "It will take a day or two..."

"I know," I interrupted him. "That’s the least of my worries. Just make sure Lucian is fine."

I looked at Rafe. "You. Weren’t you hurt as well?"

"Do I look hurt?" he smirked. "One crazy wolf jumped in to save me."

Liam looked at him. "Won’t harm to take a look at you."

Rafe stepped back. "Don’t even think about it. I am fine." Then he looked at me. "That witch is hurt. My bullets hit her right, and Lucian’s one paw got a good chunk of flesh. The bitch managed to run away. If not for Lucian being hurt, I would have gone after her till the end of the world."

"We can catch her again. Both your safety matters first," I assured him and then talked to Liam. "She seems to have another power."

He hummed. "And it’s truly unique," he explained. "I have read about pureblood she-wolves having various powers like healing, using their aura just like you do, some magic skills like moving objects using powers and disappearing from one place to another in the blink of an eye, and so on. But this one is unique. Never heard of it."

"This is the second power she has," I said.

"She can have many more," Liam said. "We will get to see them with time."

I hummed, and Liam continued, "From what I feel, her extensive emotional state triggers her power. Like last time she was desperate to save Lucian, and this time it was about you. Both times she thought you two were going to die."

I couldn’t disagree. "Her wolf, her growth, her powers had been suppressed for long, and they are coming out this way where there is a need."

"Given how special she is, we have to keep her abilities hidden," Liam suggested, exactly what I had been thinking.

"As long as you keep your mouth shut," I warned him, though I knew he would never reveal it to anyone.

He sighed. "Ungrateful bastards," and turned to leave. "Don’t call me now unless any of you is dying for real."

Once he left, Jason informed, "Asher is gravely injured, and his entire pack is distressed."

"Bastard will keep quiet for a while, and let us breathe before planning something else," Roman said, "And we can prepare as well."

"That witch as well. I am sure she won’t be able to heal anytime soon and use her power," Rafe added, "My special bullets and Lucian’s deadly attack almost killed her."

Finally we were going to get a breather for a while. I could focus on my mate and my son.

"How about a small vacation together?" Jason suggested, "Eira will also have a change in air."

"We are going to Hollowcrest pack," I told them, "Alpha Gerald had invited us all for his son’t birthday."

"It almost skipped my mind," Roman said, "That would be great. Maybe Eira will get to meet another pureblood shewolf, Alpha Gerald’s wife."

I hummed. "It would be good to introduce her to people who are on our side. As a future Luna of this pack, it will help her."