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.

thick fogginess receded and I was more connected to the world and

moment of silence and I was getting dragged back into the fog. I tried to open my mouth and call out to them but I couldn’t control my own

is it?” Soren’s soothing voice asked, tugging

here?” the younger voice

he talking about

about this 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,

strong. She’s young and doesn’t look

wanted to know how I’d survived the desert and made it

screamed into the echoing void. This was

long had I been

was swirling through the fog, trying to find my way back to myself. The longer the silence dragged on, the heavier and denser the fog

wasn’t even sure if I was connected to my body at all. Did I still have arms and legs? Did I have a mouth?

Was I a ghost?

I felt that! But

the fog. I wanted to know who was there. Who was

dangerous? Would they send

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

voice didn’t press, and Soren stayed

question,” the younger man said. “It’s just that there have been regional wars. They don’t impact us directly, but the outside always seems to be

it didn’t. I could barely string a thought together as the fog closed in on

to stay out of all their issues,” the young man continued. “It would be a shame if we invited that trouble in, no

help me cut through the dense fog. I

get a spy past our security? None of us would expect such a pretty face to be

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

Soren guy but I

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

man’s words rang in my ears, “We don’t want to let in a

were these people that the packs would

a spy, was

the fog cleared. I was still wandering through a misty world but it wasn’t

Was I in danger?

I was a spy. Would I get a chance

couldn’t even remember where I

I could still remember it was almost unbearable before. Now, it was numb, almost pleasantly numb, or it would be pleasant if I could just see who was talking while still being this numb

run away. Besides, where else would I