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–”

You’re going to open a portal for us into

“No, I am not!”

he growled, crouching down to look me in the eye.

“I’d rather die–”

bodies and replaced with the blood of my kind. We need access to his whole army,

“I can’t do that–”

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

the bile rising in my throat as I pressed my cheek back to the ground. “What does Slate

working for us for a while 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?”

flinched away from him as he crouched in front of me again.

clenched as I mulled

war broke out and lasted for nearly two hundred years. Some of the Vamps, freed from

of Gideon and his family, my

live for a long, long time. I’d like to

“I won’t help you.”

bring to Crimson Creek.

me to open a

are tortured if they do not comply. For

“So he needs me–”

created alongside the 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, but if he produced an heir–a child of a goddess,

nothing more than to close my

and you will obey him, and me,

happened to Carly?” I

White Queen blood, and Slate thought, based on her appearance, she may be related to the White Queen line in some capacity. I think he

“Where is she now?”

he

he clamped his mouth shut for what

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