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.

to the world and to myself. When his voice was gone, I felt like I was floundering

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

voice

you think she is here?” the

talking

We aren’t on a map and without a guide that already knows the way, few people can find their

and doesn’t look like

how I’d survived the desert and made it to this village. The

screamed into the

I been here

trying to find my way back to myself. The longer the silence dragged on, the heavier

I was connected to my body at all. Did I still have arms and legs? Did I have a mouth? I knew I

Was I a ghost?

hand on my arm, I felt that! But where

know who was there. Who was

Would they send me

the first 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 cut through the fog and

press,

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

sounded familiar, and it didn’t. I could barely string a thought together as the

issues,” the young man continued. “It would be a shame if we invited that trouble in, no

from Soren. Even his growl was enough to help me cut through the dense fog. I felt like it was getting thinner, and if I could just hold onto that sound, I’d

another spy getting in. And what better way for the other packs to get a spy past our security? None of us would expect such

he didn’t speak, as much

but I felt

Having a friend or ally with power and authority would be… most

man’s words rang in my ears, “We

were these people that the packs would

wasn’t a spy, was

into clarity and the denseness of the fog cleared. I was still wandering through a misty world

Was I in danger?

I get a chance to explain myself? Would they help me

couldn’t even remember where I

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

thoughts raced through my mind and panic rose in my chest. I still wasn’t strong enough to get up and run away. Besides, where else would I go, back to the desert? I nearly died the last time.