Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 656

CHAPTER 3: WHO ARE YOU?

*Soren*

When the healer, Lee, arrived with Ashley, I motioned to the bed where the strange young woman slept.

Lee immediately started examining her, frowning and making strange faces.

I looked at Payne and Ashley.

“Wait outside,” I instructed.

Neither of them protested and I shut the door gently behind them.

Crossing my arms, I leaned against the nearest wall and watched Lee examine the girl. The previous night, my drunkenness and fatigue had kept me from seeing anyone but Rosalie. Now I had a chance to really look at her.

She was much younger than I thought, only in her early twenties. No doubt beautiful—the kind of dangerous beauty that was bound to come with a troubled past, secrets, and baggage no one wanted to handle.

Even while she slept, eyes closed, her delicate, soft features had me captivated. She had pale skin, like a porcelain doll, and it was just as perfect and blemish-free as porcelain. And yet, her cheeks were flushed with a gentle rose color, giving her a warm and soft look.

Her hair framed her face perfectly, making her red lips and gentle cheeks pop out noticeably.

Then there was her body… I’d seen more than enough of that to know what was hidden under the sheets. A slim little waist with ample curves in her breasts and hips with a hint of athleticism.

I couldn’t help but appreciate her.

There was more to her than physical attractiveness. Something in her aura told me that what I saw, part of her charm was her ambition. She was a blooming red peony, so rare and vibrant that once seen, no one would look away.

Even as I stared at her, unable to pry my eyes off, I thought of Rosalie. Sweet, gentle, quiet Rosalie. She was a white rose, soft and beautiful but not overbearing. Low key and innocent with a certain grace and elegance that made her stand out.

Nothing like this stranger in my bed.

In her sleep, her lips twitched in a slight smirk and I realized that she had a stubborn streak, perhaps even a little immaturity. The kind of immaturity that leads to rebelliousness and determination. She hadn’t lived long enough for the world to strip that away from her yet.

Seeing that on her face, I realized she was one of the most good-looking women I’d ever laid eyes on…

What the f**k was I thinking?

here, eye f*****g a twenty-something-year-old girl who happened to fall into

stands were meant to be just that…

did I get stuck with

my eyes off of her for a short moment, but

the years I’d had my share of one-night stands. I was a man, after all, I had needs. But there were rules. The first and biggest rule

ask for names, or exchange life stories, we just gave

I must have been hungover because I

I had ever loved was someone I couldn’t have. I’d

wouldn’t be fair to them and it would eat me alive

that pathetic? How could I betray a woman who was never mine? Love was

didn’t need love. I had more important things to worry about. That’s why it was safer to keep my heart in a place far away and unreachable, I knew I’d never get

she was

for her. I’d never be able to give her

around and exposed a small splatter of blood. He glanced up at me with

her dress back on, I had seen it on the sheets. The way

were different, I might have felt a little bad for taking her virginity. But

village in the middle of a sandstorm. Hell, most women never came to this village even

grew more and more as I considered the

was a problem, a spy like Payne suggested. Or, she had a lot of baggage and that was going to bring problems to my doorstep. Whatever she was, I didn’t care about the details. All that mattered to me was whether she was

had to know anything about each other’s pasts to have a one-night stand. As it stood, she needed me and I needed her. We

awake

than a little blistering and dehydration from the desert. And she’d been asleep for hours. She should

tucked the sheets in around her and left her lying on the bed. He’d done a thorough examination and the look in his eyes told me it

is a poison that attacks shifters. Best case scenario she loses some of her senses, can’t use the mindlink or sense the mate bond,

me by surprise and I spent a moment digesting the news. “And… worst

Lee said. “She appears to be one of the rare and lucky ones if she

still a chance she might die?” I asked. Quickly, I glanced at her face again. It would be

What was I thinking?

she’ll make it. See, it isn’t just the poison in her system. The two substances could be

given?” I asked, creasing my

her system. Normally, someone with that

drugged? I thought she was drunk like me! How was I

needed to focus

clear out on its own, right?” I asked based on my mild understanding

Lee confirmed with a

That’s what is going

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