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.

grateful that

at me,”

I lifted my eyes

didn’t dare refuse—no one dared to disobey his

him, and I couldn’t help but think that

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

on its prey. I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the

to breathe. The only sound I could hear was

instinctively, my body tensed and I half-flinched—I was expecting a slap to land

just barely managed to keep my eyes

the slap

tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle scent of his musk again

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

an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at me closely, the waves of

did I realize what a clear and beautiful pair of eyes

anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in his

backyard. I was seven at that time, and my mother’s laughter and my father’s non-deterrent reproaches rang out in the background. I remembered the scent of grass tinged with soil after the

was all gone. Long

wearing a white dress that was gifted by her mother as a symbol of happiness, being forced to look up at her new master who had bought her from

cry, but

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

let go of my

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

“Alpha!”

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

courage and asked the question

father?” I quickly stammered out. “I’ll work really hard as your maid, or any tasks you assign me… I

on my knees in the hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the door if I had

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