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?

f*****g a twenty-something-year-old girl who happened to fall into bed with me… for one night! This was

to be

stuck with her

of her for

was a man, after all, I had needs. But there were rules. The first

life stories, we just gave each other what

my sleepy eyes. Seriously, I must have been

ever loved was someone I couldn’t have. I’d accepted that I would never have Rosalie but I also

heart to anyone else, not fully. It wouldn’t be fair to them and

I betray a woman who was never mine? Love

That’s why it was safer to keep my heart in a place far away and unreachable, I knew

on the bed, she was

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

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

I had seen it

taking her virginity. But I knew enough

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

girl grew more and more as I considered the

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

wasn’t like we 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 could

she awake yet?”

her body, nothing more than a little blistering and dehydration from the desert. And she’d been asleep for hours. She should have been

the bed. He’d done a thorough

a poison that attacks shifters. Best case scenario she loses some of her senses, can’t use

spent a moment

be one of the rare and lucky ones if she

her face

What was I thinking?

or not she’ll make it. See, it isn’t just the poison in her system. The two substances could be interacting adversely. Even if the poison wasn’t meant

given?” I asked, creasing my

through her system. Normally, someone with that much in their blood would be… very amorous, but it appears her

She was drugged? I thought she was drunk

I obsessed over this one-night stand. I just needed to focus on getting rid

aphrodisiac should clear out on its own, right?”

confirmed

poison? That’s what is going to kill her,” I pointed

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