Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

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?

who happened to fall

stands were meant to be just that… one

did I get stuck with her the

my eyes off of her for a short moment,

the years I’d had my share of one-night stands. I was a man, after all, I had needs. But

life stories, we just gave each other what we

my sleepy eyes. Seriously, I must have been hungover

romantic life in a long time. Mostly because the only woman I had ever loved was someone I couldn’t have. I’d accepted that I would never have Rosalie

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

could I betray a woman who was

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

on the bed, she was

best for everyone, but especially for her. I’d never be able to give her

small splatter of blood. He glanced up at me with a pointed look and

smelling the blood the night before. As it was, in the morning, when I’d put her dress back on, I had seen it on the sheets. The way she’d thrown

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

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

and more

herself 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.

each other’s pasts to have a one-night stand. As it stood, she needed me and I needed her. We could leave it at

she awake yet?” I

than a little blistering and dehydration from the desert. And

lying on the bed. He’d done a thorough examination and

scenario she loses some of her senses, can’t use the

and I spent

“She appears to be one of the rare and lucky

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

What was I thinking?

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 to be fatal, it could still

else was she given?” I

cleared his throat. “Well, she has copious amounts of aphrodisiac running through her system. Normally, someone with that

thought she was drunk like me! How was I supposed to know

wouldn’t help anyone if I obsessed over this one-night stand. I just needed to focus

on its own, right?” I asked

confirmed

about the poison? That’s what is going to