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 my long, loose hair

at me,”

slight hesitation, I lifted my eyes

dare refuse—no one dared to disobey

the ward cast a soft glow around him, and I couldn’t help but

was frowning,

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

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

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

barely managed to keep my eyes

the slap never

hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle

his piercing blue orbs scanned over my own, as if he was memorizing every detail

devour lives at any time. But now, when he

did I realize what a clear

fear and anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in

clear 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

all gone. Long

saw my own reflection—a helpless girl, sitting on a hospital bed, 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

cry, but I

again, I had to suppress the moan that wanted to escape

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

scent of his musk left me and

“Alpha!”

my only chance to ask him…

the question that

enough to pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly stammered out. “I’ll work really hard as your maid,

that I was on my knees in the hospital bed, willing to

his