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 felt like

and I was getting dragged back into the fog. I tried to open my mouth and call

it?” Soren’s soothing voice asked, tugging on me

you think she is here?” the younger

he talking about

that already knows the way, few people can find their way here even with perfect weather,

and doesn’t look like she’s in the best health,” Soren

He wanted to know how I’d survived the desert and made it to this village. The Moon Goddess had guided

screamed into the echoing

had I been here like

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

at all. Did I still have arms and legs? Did I have a mouth?

Was I a ghost?

on my arm, I felt

know who was there. Who was talking about me and

dangerous? Would they send me

deep in my bones. He would ground me. With his voice, I’d be able to cut through

didn’t press, and

regional 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 you

string a thought together as the

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

help me cut through the dense fog. I felt like it was getting thinner, and if I

packs to get a spy past our security? None of us would expect such a pretty face to be treacherous,” the young man

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

this Soren guy but I felt he was someone

get to know him. Having a friend

ears, “We don’t want to let

were these people that the packs would want to

wasn’t a spy, was

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

Was I in danger?

I get a chance to explain myself? Would they help

couldn’t even remember

pain. 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

else would I go, back to