Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 5

“Alpha!” Talon greeted the man with respect.

The giant, gorgeous man acknowledged him with a simple nod, an aura radiating off of him that reeked of authority.

He looked towards Estrella, who immediately pulled out her report. “Alpha, Miss Rosasile is still quite weak, but with proper care, she should be much better in two weeks.”

His expression didn’t change, but he moved as she spoke.

He was coming towards me!

I had never seen such movement—graceful and swift, faster than any wolf I had ever encountered.

So fast that, in the blink of an eye, he was at my bedside.

The faint scent of musk surrounded me. The earthly aroma reminded me of the forest on a rainy day, and it replaced the smell of sterile chemicals in the ward. It was cold but almost psychedelic, just like him.

I couldn’t help but lower my head. Through the gap in my hair, I saw his black leather shoes stop right next to my bed, with the toe of the shoe aimed in my direction.

He had to be staring at me! I didn’t need to see to know that.

“Look up,” he commanded.

His voice was deep, very deep. It struck me and sent shivers through my whole body. Pausing for a moment, I put myself together.

The cold reflection from his metal cufflinks came into my view. His hand had already stretched toward my face. His fingers were long, neither bulky nor too slim—just perfect, and full of power.

What was I thinking? Rosalie, stop focusing on the wrong things!

Within a second, his hand clamped down on my chin, his fingers strong and hot, pressing hard—forcing my head up.

He was clearly not a patient man.

I was grateful that my long, loose hair was still

at me,”

I lifted my eyes to look

refuse—no one dared to

and I couldn’t

was frowning, as if he was full of loathing for this

was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next second he would just swoop down and seize me, either take me straight up into the cloudy sky or throw me down on

forgot how to breathe. The only sound I could hear was a rumbling caused by my blood rushing to my

of the corner of my eyes, I saw his right arm moved. Almost instinctively, my body tensed and I half-flinched—I was expecting a slap to land on my face,

wouldn’t disobey him. I just barely managed to

the slap never

hand reached up brushing the hair away from my face. My hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle scent of his musk

own, as if he was memorizing

aura, those blue eyes had been like an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at

clear and beautiful pair of eyes

All the fear and anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in

sky I had seen when I was all the way up on my swing in my backyard. I was seven at that time, and my mother’s

was all gone.

I gazed into his eyes though… I saw my own reflection—a helpless girl, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was

cry,

the moan that

if he was sure of something, he let go of my face, and took a step back before turning around and walking

me and pulled me back from the memories I had been

“Alpha!”

only chance to ask him… Rosalie, I

my courage and asked the question that might

enough to pay back the money you gave my father?”

in the hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the door if I

stopped and turned around, raising his eyebrow. He seemed to be processing what I