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.

***

strength returning and my pain

he never made me feel like he was trying

to milk this or drag it out. I had to be on

was still my main caregiver. She came by

Are you feeling better?

to the first two questions. Only the third

days, the questions became more

to me being there, or she was just tired of asking and

you be leaving?” Ashley asked again as I finished

that I didn’t want to be there any more than she

sat on the edge of the bed in a clean outfit she’d brought for me. After several more days, I was strong enough that I

hands and feet that 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

when she saw me wrapping fresh bandages on my own. The cooling, healing gel was always such a relief

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

and left the room without wanting

were still sore but I could

room for the first time since I got

stopped me as I limped through the front door

in the middle of the desert. No matter what direction I looked in, whether close by

buildings were shabby and looked like they were in need of maintenance. Even the inn

did it survive the

feel hot—I didn’t want to aggravate

inn had good tastes. It was cozily decorated with comfortable furniture and low lighting, however, that wasn’t what drew my

beat-up from outside, the building structure from inside was totally the

or stones which looked very steady and

the roof which looked beat up was

two layers of windows. The inside layer was new and clean, while the outside layer gave the building an old and rundown

the rundown appearance outside

started fading fast and I hobbled to the bar. I plopped down on a stool and my feet were pleased not to have weight on them anymore. I relaxed my body, listening to the conversation

smiled at me and headed my way. “Would you like something to

great,” I said. I’d need

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

regardless how rough and tough they look,

wasn’t chased by my enemy, would this be a good option for me to

the heck

happy to see the last of

Well, I thought he’d like to see my backside too, but for an entirely different reason. At

oh, they were enough to

who lived among the rogues, but lived and behaved nothing like a rogue. If anything, he was like an elegant alpha, or even a graceful royal, even though

bite of food in my mouth in case I

walkabout was enough to exhaust my energy. As

the rest I was hoping to