Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 655

Chapter 2 His Name Is Soren

The ebb and flow of water gently rocked me back and forth to the rhythm of waves. The smell of the sea lingered all around me and I couldn’t help but believe that I was on a boat.

I leaned into the rocking. It felt pleasant, calm, and soothing, like it would lull me to sleep forever.

Was I asleep?

I tried to sit up but couldn’t. I tried to open my eyes but couldn’t. I tried to open my mouth to call out but couldn’t.

‘Hello…?’ I attempted to reach out through the mindlink but was only rewarded with the hollow echo of my voice in the void.

I must have been alone.

Relaxed, I thought, if I was alone, even if I was dreaming, I had to be safe.

All I wanted was to rock in that gentle rhythm until the end of time. I felt safe and protected in that space, surrounded by warmth and the constant lapping of water, like waves against a boat.

Words came to me. Like a muffled whisper, they softly brushed against my ears but I couldn’t make sense of them. I just knew they weren’t mine.

Suddenly, the gentle, rocking ocean vanished and I came crashing down to earth. Fog surrounded my senses and I was trudging through thick chowder, trying to find my way back to some normalcy. I had to wake up.

The words around me got louder and more clear, like the more I struggled against the thick, chowdery fog, the closer I got to those voices.

The first voice I latched onto was deep, composed and soothing. His tone was dominating and authoritative but fresh and familiar. It made me feel safe again.

“Do some investigation on her,” he ordered.

A younger voice spoke next. “Yes, of course, Soren.”

The speaker was respectful, but he wasn’t nearly as pleasant as the previous man.

“Ask the healer to come to my room, as well,” the first voice continued and I took another set towards consciousness. I wished he would speak again, and again.

Soren… was that the name of the first man, the one whose voice I wanted to hear?

It was a rather unusual name. I liked it. The name alone was enough to send a pleasant shudder through me.

and I was more connected to the world and to myself. When his voice was gone, I

dragged back into the fog. I tried to open my mouth and call out to them but I

it?” Soren’s soothing voice asked,

is here?” the

he talking

place. We aren’t on a map and without a guide that already knows the way, few people can find their way here even with perfect weather, let

doesn’t

about me! He wanted to know how I’d survived the

into the

had I been here like

swirling through the fog, trying to find my way back to myself. The longer the silence dragged on, the heavier and denser the fog became. My mind was slipping into darkness. I couldn’t see through it no matter

and legs? Did I have a mouth? I knew I had ears because I could hear them talking

Was I a ghost?

arm, I felt that! But where was his voice

wanted to know who was there. Who was talking about me and did I

they dangerous? Would they

I wanted to feel that soothing and safety deep in my bones. He would ground me. With his voice, I’d

didn’t press, and Soren

regional wars. They don’t impact us directly, but the outside always seems to be closing in on us. None of us

barely string a thought together as the fog closed

all their issues,” the young man

growl was enough to help me cut through the dense fog. I

what better way for the other packs to get a spy past

didn’t speak, as much as I willed it with

but I felt he was someone I could

needed to get to know him. Having a friend or ally with power and authority would

words rang in my ears, “We

that the packs would want to spy

wasn’t a spy,

the denseness of the fog cleared. I was still wandering through a misty world but it wasn’t as dark or numb

Was I in danger?

thought I was a spy. Would I get a chance to explain myself? Would they help me if they knew the

even remember

unbearable before. Now, it was numb, almost pleasantly numb, or it would be pleasant if I could just see who

up and run away. Besides, where else would I go, back to the desert? I nearly died the last