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.

face flush, and I was grateful that my long, loose hair was still half

at me,” he

I lifted my

dare refuse—no one dared to disobey his

ward cast a soft glow around him, and I couldn’t help but think that he looked like a

a crease in between his well-defined, jet-black eyebrows. He was frowning, as if he was full

I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next second he would just swoop down and seize me, either take me straight up

The only sound I could hear was a rumbling caused by my blood

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, as that was what my father would have done—but I stopped

wouldn’t disobey him. I just barely managed

the slap never

my cheeks, and I smelt the

piercing blue orbs scanned over my own, as

blue eyes had been like an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at me closely, the waves of anger faded,

clear and beautiful

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

backyard. I was seven at that time, and my mother’s laughter and my

was all

I saw my own reflection—a helpless girl, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was gifted

wanted to cry, but I

once again, I had to suppress the moan that wanted to escape from me. Never had I felt

let go of my face, and took a step back before turning around and

his musk left me and pulled

“Alpha!”

him… Rosalie, I told myself, you have to ask

my courage and asked the question that might cost me my

go once I work enough to pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly

hospital bed, willing to chase

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