Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 660

Chapter 7 : What Choice Do I Have?

“I really appreciate all the help, I do, but…”

I couldn’t pull away from Soren’s intense look. His eyes swam with concern. My throat tightened and I tried to swallow, but it hurt.

All I wanted to do was get out of there! I wanted to get out of bed, be able to stand on my own two feet, put on some new clothes, and leave. There was too much on the line if I stayed put.

Besides, whenever I smelled Soren, felt his warm body, or looked into his eyes, I was like a giddy, lovesick puppy. That just wouldn’t do. Not to mention that lady friend of his. Ashley… She really didn’t want me around.

“Your friend is right… it is time for me to leave,” I insisted.

I tried to pull away from Soren and stand on my own. My legs shook and I plopped down on the bed. Tremors ran through my body and I felt weak and faint.

How could I get anywhere like this?

I had to try again. Gritting my teeth, I tried to stand. I strained every muscle in my body but I could only rise a few inches before I fell back on the bed.

A heavy, calming hand rested on my shoulder, keeping me still.

I sighed and looked up at Soren. His hand was more comforting than it should have been. It was like that one touch told me I could trust him and that everything would be okay.

“You know, you can take it easy when you need to. No one will think less of you for taking time to recover after what you’ve been through,” he said kindly.

I scoffed and shook my head. “I really need to move on.”

“If you’re concerned about your safety, no one here will hurt you. I will make sure of it. Stay and rest until you are strong enough to make it on your own. I’m not sending you out there to die before you get to the edge of the village.”

His sentiment was almost nice but there was a passive-aggressive undertone. After all the trouble he’d gone through to help patch me up, he wasn’t going to see me throw it all away.

If only he knew the danger he was inviting by allowing me to stay. If he did, he might not have helped me at all.

What choice did I have?

I could stay here among strangers and trust Soren’s words. A stranger, an ambitious male that could easily use me for his own gain.

Or, I could take my chances and run away. Too weak to walk on my own, I’d never get far. Soren was right about that. I’d be far too vulnerable out in the open, stumbling around. It would also draw too much attention.

“Thank you,” I said. At least, so far, Soren hadn’t acted like a villain…yet. I really didn’t have many choices. It was the better of two bad options.

After that, my strength completely sapped, I laid back on the bed and got comfortable on the pillows.

“You’re welcome,” he replied and left the room, locking it for me before sleep took me quickly.

***

could feel my strength returning and my pain lessening. Soren even came by to check

me feel like he was trying to interrogate me or rush the

me to slow down. But I wasn’t going to milk this or drag it out.

came by

day she asked, “Did you sleep well? Are you feeling better? When will you

seemed interested in the answers to the first two

the questions became more routine than

being there, or she

be leaving?” Ashley asked again as I finished my

didn’t want to be there any more than

me. After several more days, I was strong enough that I didn’t need the

still needed to heal. The blisters from the desert heat had really done a number on them. For a while, I couldn’t change the bandages because my fingers were

bandages on my own. The cooling, healing gel was always

out of here soon,” I tried to make it easy for both of

collected my empty plate and left the room without wanting to converse more. I didn’t mind at all, for I had

could finally stand without

for the first time since I got there, balancing myself

one stopped me as I limped through the front door and out onto the porch, where I was pleasantly greeted by clean, fresh air for the first time

leaned against the porch railing. As I looked around the village, I realized that it really was in the middle of the desert. No matter

looked like they were in need of maintenance. Even the inn I was staying at could use a

it survive

feel hot—I didn’t want

It was obvious that the owner of this inn had good tastes. It was cozily decorated with comfortable furniture and low lighting, however, that wasn’t what

my attention was that although it looked beat-up from outside, the building structure

bearing walls were well-kept brick or stones which looked very steady

aging or damage, which meant that the roof which

there were two layers of windows. The inside layer was new and clean, while the outside

to find that the rundown appearance outside

and my feet were pleased not to have weight on them anymore. I relaxed my body, listening to the conversation and

and headed my way. “Would you like

be great,” I said. I’d need

actually sat down to enjoy a meal? It was ironic that out of all the places in the

people feel safe and…homey. Was it why those around me, regardless how rough and tough they look, kept their decent manner inside the inn, making it a peaceful place for

chased by my enemy, would this be a good option for me to settle

the heck

me and wanted me gone. She’d be happy to see the last of my backside

backside too, but for an entirely different reason. At least, he seemed to

they were enough to make

but lived and behaved nothing like a rogue. If anything, he was like

of food in my mouth

to exhaust my energy. As soon as I got to the bed, my eyes closed and I

get the rest I