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.

that

at me,” he commanded

I lifted my eyes to

refuse—no one dared

him, and I couldn’t help but think that he looked like a prince—royal

in between his well-defined, jet-black eyebrows. He was frowning, as if he was full of loathing for this

down, his piercing blue eyes locked onto me, like a falcon honing in on its prey. I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next second he would just swoop down and seize

breathe. The only sound I could hear was

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 myself, because I still remembered his order to not

just barely

the slap never

away from my face. My hair tickled my cheeks, and

scanned over my own, as if he was memorizing every detail of my

had been like an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now,

clear

the fear and anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in his eyes

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

was all

wearing a white dress that was gifted by her mother as a symbol

cry, but I

I had to suppress the moan that

sure of something, he let go of my face, and took a step back before

scent of his musk left me and pulled me back from the

“Alpha!”

be my only chance to ask him… Rosalie, I told

courage and asked the

once I work enough to pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly stammered out. “I’ll work really

the hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the door

and turned around, raising his