Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 17

Eventually, I saw a mansion in the distance. Its size was decent, but it was dilapidated, with ivy and other plants growing up the sides all the way to the roof. The paint had long since faded, and some of the tree branches were battering against the shingles, knocking them free.

He quickly tore inside, leaving the door ajar. I hastily made my way up the steps, barely missing a hole that might’ve cut my foot off at the ankle.

Inside, I slowed and looked around. The marble floor was covered with dirt and windswept leaves in the corners. The furniture was nice-antique velvet couches, maple tables, marble busts, and the like-but it was all dirty and broken.

I heard footsteps further down the hall and followed, trying my best to use caution, but now that I was in this situation, I realized it would be difficult for me to fight this man off. I’d do what was necessary to save my friend, though.

In the back of my mind, I considered what I might do if I needed assistance and wondered how feasible that might

be….

Entering the room, I saw a muscular man wearing all black standing beneath a dirty chandelier that flickered as it swung slightly above him. His green eyes were narrowed on me, his hair slicked black, and the scowl on his face told me he was ready to handle me in much the same way that he’d taken care of Brook.

She lay on a dusty couch behind him, moving slightly, which made me think whatever he’d done to knock her out was beginning to wear off.

“I don’t know who you are or why you’ve taken my friend, but she’s coming back with me right now,” I said in my most stern

voice.

wherever the hell she wants to,” he said

him as he came a few steps closer to me. I wanted to

take this little nymph,” he explained, pointing at Brook. “I

me and just quietly stared at him

ricocheted off of the walls. “I knew

little puppy dog you are. Do you

never follow the verbal traps my enemies set for me. Since he obviously wanted me to ask for an explanation, I decided not to behave

Sebastian’s plans for you, Ciana

open as I digested what he was saying. How in the world had he heard about this already? I’d only found out myself a little while ago. My

was.

came up with a reply that may help to get some information out of him. “It’s none

Sebastian’s order?”

he grumbled under his breath. “Sebastian might be your king, but there are plenty of people, including many in your own pack

What?!

talking about their

court would only cause more issues for the