Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 581

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 581

Chapter 81 : Breeder to the Night King

*Lena*

The man from my nightmare flitted through my mind as I slowly raised my cheek from the stone floor of my cell, looking Slate straight in the eyes.

“Vampire?” I asked, a violent chill descending on me and making my skin burn with bitter cold.

“You’re kidding, right? You didn’t know?” Slate laughed, actually laughed, and leaned backward, hugging himself. “You–you have to be joking, Lena. Seriously.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about–”

“That’s enough,” came a gruff voice down the corridor, followed by echoing footsteps.

My heart sank as Maxwell Radcliff’s voice filled my ears. The last time I’d seen him, I’d hit him in the head with a flashlight. “She needs to eat something, and rest–”

“I’m just having a little fun,” Slate pouted as Maxwell stopped at his side. Maxwell nudged him with the toe of his boot. Slate groaned, then hopped to his feet, scowling at me as he tucked his hands in his pockets. “She stinks. She needs a bath too. I can do the honors–”

“No,” Maxwell said firmly as he unlocked the cell, glancing at Slate with a snarl on his face. Slate paled, sheepishly shrugging one shoulder as he rocked on heels. Maxwell held his gaze, his darkened eyes cutting through Slate like a blade, and Slate cowered before he turned on his heel and walked away. “I’m sorry about him–”

“Get away from me!” I screeched, which caused Maxwell to startle in surprise.

He raised his brow, shaking his head as he set a brown paper bag on the ground in front of me. “Food, and a water bottle,” he said with a gentleness that made me want to vomit.

I bared my teeth at him as he took a step in his direction, and he halted.

“Eat.”

I spit at him, and he backed up a step, a wry smile touching his lips. “He’ll be impressed with you. You should be grateful for that.”

“I’m not going anywhere–”

to open a portal for us

“No, I am not!”

look me in the eye.

“I’d rather die–”

into something like Jen. That’s what those beasts are–did you know? They’re shifters who had the blood drained from their bodies and replaced with the blood of my

“I can’t do that–”

can. And you will, or we will ravage the pack lands and kill everyone. Your family

I pressed my cheek back to the ground. “What does Slate have to do with

now,” Maxwell sighed as he leaned his shoulder against the wall. “He brings the women the king needs for, well, what you’re going to

“What do you mean?”

handle his, uh…. Well, here’s the thing–” he kicked off the wall and took a few steps toward me. I flinched away from him as he crouched in front of me again. “There’s two types of vampires. There’s the High Vampires, the elite, the immortal. And then there’s the Lower Vampires, or Vamps. They’re

to throw up. My stomach clenched as I

witches of the realm…. I don’t really know, “ he waved a hand in dismissal. “They revolted against the prior king, and a massive civil war broke out and lasted for nearly two hundred years. Some of the Vamps, freed from

his family, my heart

Vamp,” Maxwell said with a shrug. “But I won’t be for long… no. See, Vamps aren’t immortal, but we do live for a long, long time. I’d like to make that… forever. The

“I won’t help you.”

continued, “has been essential in finding young women to bring to Crimson Creek. Normally they’re just brought to the barrier between

you needed me to open a portal, but you already have

the bloodstones needed to activate the witches’ powers to open small, temporary portals to this realm. The captured witches often refuse to do it, and are tortured if they do not comply. For centuries, the king has been trying to open a permanent

“So he needs me–”

gods, according to legend. The king believes that you, a goddess, is the only way he can produce a true blood heir. He is at risk of losing his stronghold on the Night Realm,

ridiculous,” I muttered, wanting nothing more than to close my

him, and me, while you’re

to Carly?” I

think he was right. She healed when she shouldn’t have. She was likely some long-lost cousin of yours from a distance branch of your lineage, Lena. And I…” Maxwell hesitated, swallowing painfully as he met my eye. “I fell in love with her. Unrequited, of course, but I loved her. I loved her

“Where is she now?”

and he looked away,

clamped his mouth

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