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

“No, I am not!”

to look me in the eye.

“I’d rather die–”

the blood drained from their bodies and replaced with the blood of my kind. We need access to his whole army, not

“I can’t do that–”

we will ravage the pack lands and kill everyone. Your family and friends will be

throat as I pressed my

shoulder against the wall. “He brings the women the king needs for, well, what

“What do you mean?”

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

throw up. My stomach clenched as I mulled over his words. Feeder? Vampires ate…

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 their shackles, were

of Gideon and his family, my heart

we do live for a long, long time. I’d like to make that… forever. The king is willing to

“I won’t help you.”

in finding young women to bring to Crimson Creek. Normally they’re just brought to

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

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 portal to this realm to no avail. But then… the prophecy of the moonstones came to fruition, a prophecy shared with the Night Realm. The Moon Goddess

“So he needs me–”

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, well…

muttered, wanting nothing more than to close my

reality, and you will obey him, and me, while you’re in my

to

tried to wipe her memory by draining her, essentially killing her, but she was… strong willed–a fighter. The king had been looking for women who had 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 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 to the point that I defied the

“Where is she now?”

he looked away,

pressed, but he clamped his mouth shut

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