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.

she wants to,” he said with a dismissive shrug of his shoulders. “It’s

came a few steps closer to me. I wanted to retreat, but I had to hold my

nymph,” he explained, pointing at

wave of confusion that was washing over me and just quietly stared at

evil laugh ricocheted off of the

the sweet little puppy dog you are. Do you

wanted me to ask

me to know. “I’ve heard about King Sebastian’s plans for you, Ciana Black, and I

I’d only found out myself a little while ago. My disadvantage was that he seemed to know me

was.

to get some information out of him. “It’s none of your business!” I scolded him. “And who are you to disagree with

Sebastian’s order?”

can call me Luther,” he grumbled under his breath. “Sebastian might be your king, but there are plenty of people, including many in your

What?!

talking about their disagreements with King Sebastian’s policies, but I also remembered how

only cause more issues for the