Sold To The Alphas I Hate Chapter 325: Asking For The Justice

Kael’s POV

"My Eira was so young and innocent. My heart broke seeing her crying and hurt over what this monster did to her," the old woman continued. "How must she have borne the knot of a top-tier Alpha. This monster didn’t even think about her," she sobbed. "My little girl."

The old man went to her side and patted her shoulder to calm her.

What an act.

"If that wasn’t enough, to hide what he did to my little girl, he made sure she disappeared so no one would ever know what happened to her," she continued. "She was sent to jail. We tried to reach her, but we couldn’t. Worried for our lives, we had to run from the pack."

She looked at Asher. "At that ti, I saw hope in the Alpha of the RavenClaw pack. I went to him and told him everything that happened to us. He was generous enough to help us. Not only did he help us find Eira, but he even helped us get her child."

Then she looked at .

"This bastard had sold her to traffickers. Raping her himself wasn’t enough, so he made her suffer the greatest pain a woman can suffer."

She stood facing , her eyes red from crying.

"I wonder why you did that. Why did you hate her so much? What wrong had she done to you, huh?"

I stared at her wordlessly. Eira’s suffering hurt worse than anything else ever could, my own guilt eating my soul from the inside.

But I kept my calm. "Why don’t you bring her here and let us hear her pain from her own mouth?"

I looked at Jeffery. "You should order them to bring that girl here."

Jeffery looked at the old couple.

The woman quickly replied, "She died while giving birth to her child. She was too weak to handle his knot. She was a minor, and growing a powerful pureblood child inside her cost her life. We buried her with our own hands."

She turned to again, pointing her finger angrily.

"This bastard killed my Eira."

I stared at her wordlessly, letting her dig her own grave.

She looked at everyone in the hall and declared,

"I want justice for my Eira. I want him punished for raping and killing my granddaughter. He doesn’t deserve to have her child. Raven is safe with Alpha Asher. I can’t let the last one in my family fall into a bastard’s hands. Even Eira wouldn’t want that. She would be angry in her grave if I let her child fall into the hands of her murderer. I request the council to grant justice to my granddaughter and to the only child she left behind."

The entire council hall fell silent at her last words.

The bitch had co well prepared with her speech.

Asher looked at , our gazes t. The bastard smirked at as if he had defeated .

"Alpha Kael, do you admit the accusation?" Jeffery asked. "The punishnt of raping a minor shewolf is grave. But I believe as dignified as you are, you won’t lie here."

And this bastard? He couldn’t wait to declare guilty as soon as possible.

"First, I have a few questions to ask this woman and her husband," I said.

"Go ahead," Jeffery replied.

I turned to the old bastards. "Do you know what Raven is?"

They looked confused, but the old man answered, "Our great-grandson."

"A pureblood child," I said, my voice firm and cold. "How can he be the great-grandson of lowly half-bloods like you two? Or are you going to claim that you are purebloods as well?"

The expressions on their faces shifted slightly, but I knew they had already prepared an answer.

"She is our granddaughter. That is the truth," the woman said shalessly. "We adopted her, gave her our na, and raised her into a fine young woman. We loved her."

"Oh. Adopted?" I raised a brow. She was finally admitting Eira wasn’t their blood. "And where did you find this pureblood she-wolf?"

"We found her in the forest long ago. Soone had either abandoned her or kidnapped her and failed to keep her," she answered.

"I am sure no one would abandon a pureblood she-wolf," I said. "They would rather raise her as an asset or sell her to soone powerful. Are you that naïve about how pureblood she-wolves are treated in the current world and how precious they are?"

"Well then, the second possibility stands," she replied calmly, though agitation flickered beneath. "We found an innocent child and made her ours..."

"Or you decided to raise her as an asset when you found her," I cut in. "Maybe you planned to sell her once she beca an adult. Look at you. From wandering in rags to now clad in luxury. I wonder how much you got in exchange for the child she had with a top-tier Alpha."

The woman’s expression faltered. Panic flickered in her eyes, as if she had been caught.

"Do not talk nonsense," the old man snapped. "If that were the case, we would have sold her to Alpha Asher. Why would she have faced punishnt in your pack? Alpha Asher is a top-tier Alpha as well. With our granddaughter, he could have had his own child. Why would we need you?"

I raised a brow slowly.

"You truly don’t know why you needed ?" I asked, my gaze turning dark.

"What the hell are you talking about?" the old man snapped. "We needed you? The rapist of our granddaughter?"

I looked at Asher to see his reaction, but he his his thoughts behind the mask of indifference.

At this mont, I didn’t find it right to reveal who Eira truly was, or she and our children would be in danger. A rarely born powerful she-wolf... everyone would want a piece of her and her child, even though she could have children only with . I had to wait until she delivered the baby and make sure these bastards could no longer harm her.

One thing was certain. They didn’t know Eira was with . So they hadn’t planted her back into my life intentionally. Now that she was back, I would protect her.

I also wondered who had plotted all this, and whether they had told these old bastards about Eira. It seed like they were used through greed, without being told the entire truth of her birth.

And this Asher, I could tell he was aware of it. Or why would he let her have a child with instead of trying to have one with her. No Alpha is that idiot to let go of a pureblood shewolf.

Also, that witch who had t Eira in prison... I didn’t sense any witch’s presence here. Otherwise, it would have been the perfect chance to capture her.

This Asher and that witch seed to be in cahoot while these old hags are just tools to be used.

Just then, the old woman turned to Jeffery.

"Respected council mbers, he is just trying to distract us from his sins. Kindly pass the right judgent. Let my grandson be with us and not with this monster. We beg you for justice. I want my Eira to sleep in her grave peacefully."

"Are you trying to kill while I am still alive, woman?"

A cold female voice echoed through the council hall.

Everyone turned to look.

A frail figure wrapped in a thick winter coat stood at the entrance of the hall. Her icy eyes were fixed on the couple, burning with hatred and utter fury.

Eira.

She was here.

The colour drained from the old hags’ faces the mont they saw her.

My gaze t Asher’s. The bastard looked stunned.

This ti I smirked at him.

Eira walked forward with utter confidence and fury. That frail and naïve Eira was nowhere to be seen. At this mont, she wasn’t just Eira. She was a mother who had co to protect her child.

Well aware that Raven was her son.

Eira made a beeline straight to the old couple and stopped in front of them.

"What did you say about ? That I am dead?" she asked, her gaze and voice cold.

"Eira... is that really you...?" the old woman asked, frightened yet desperate not to make a mistake.

She quickly shed tears, as if she had been longing for Eira since eternity. "My dear, is it really you?"

Eira remained unmoved by her tears.

"Do I look like a ghost to you, who ca here after being dragged out of my grave by your emotional words?" she snapped.

"Eira..." the old man said. "You... are alive?" He shed tears as well.

She glared at him. "Why did you say I am dead?"

"They... those traffickers told us you were dead," the old woman replied.

A loud slap echoed through the council hall.

Eira’s hand landed in a crisp, tight slap across the old woman’s face.

"Bitch! Didn’t you say a while ago that you buried with your own hands?" Eira snapped.

Both of their faces turned ashen. They had indeed said it, and Eira had heard every word.

I wanted to step forward and check her hand, in case it hurt after the slap, but before I could even touch her, she shot a sharp glare.

A warning.

I understood her anger and quietly stepped back.