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.

heard his voice, the thick fogginess receded and I was more connected to the world and to myself. When his voice was gone, I

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

voice asked, tugging on

why do you think she is here?” the

talking about

and without a guide that already knows the way, few people can find their way here even with perfect weather, let alone in a sandstorm…”

and doesn’t look like she’s in

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

the echoing void.

had I been

way back to myself. The longer the silence dragged on, the heavier and denser the fog became. My mind was slipping

and legs? Did I have a mouth? I knew I had ears because I

Was I a ghost?

felt that! But where

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

dangerous? Would they send

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

didn’t press, and Soren

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

That sounded familiar, and it didn’t. I could barely string a thought together as the fog closed in on

of all their issues,” the young man continued. “It would be a shame if

Even his growl was enough to help me cut through the dense fog. I felt like it was getting thinner, and if

for the other packs to get a spy past our

speak, as much as I willed it

didn’t even know this Soren guy but I

know him. Having a friend or ally with power and authority

rang in my ears, “We don’t

were these people that the packs would want to spy

a spy,

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

Was I in danger?

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

remember

why I wasn’t in a lot of pain. I could still remember it was almost unbearable before. Now, it was numb, almost pleasantly numb, or it would

up and run away. Besides, where else would I go, back to