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.

***

days passed on my road to recovery. Every day I could feel my strength returning and my pain lessening. Soren even came by to check

feel like he was trying to interrogate me or rush

wasn’t going to milk this or drag it out. I had to be on the

She came

“Did you sleep well? Are you feeling better?

to

questions became more

to me being there, or she was

leaving?” Ashley asked again as I

said. I tried to convey that I didn’t want to

a clean outfit she’d brought for me. After

to heal. The blisters from the desert heat had really done a

that’s a first,” Ashley said when she saw me wrapping fresh bandages on my own. The cooling,

soon,” I tried to make it easy

without wanting to converse

sore but I could finally stand without

for the first time since I got there, balancing myself on the wall along the

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

sighed happily and 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 what direction I looked in, whether close by or at the horizon, everything was covered or surrounded

the inn I was staying at

it

to feel hot—I didn’t want to

lot nicer than the exterior. It was obvious that the owner of this inn had good tastes. It was cozily decorated with comfortable furniture and low lighting, however,

looked beat-up from outside, the building structure from

which looked very steady and the other walls were majorly built

damage, which meant that the

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

to find that the rundown appearance outside was only

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

and headed my way. “Would

be great,” I said. I’d

meal? It was

some magical charm which made people feel safe and…homey. Was it why those around me, regardless how rough and tough they look, kept their decent manner inside the

enemy, would this be a good option for me

heck was

wanted me gone. She’d be happy to see the

too, but for an entirely different reason. At least, he seemed to like me and was willing to

scent and his body… oh, they were enough

was impossible not to think about him—the mysterious man who lived among the rogues, but lived and behaved nothing like a rogue. If anything, he was like an elegant alpha, or

a bite of food in my

little walkabout was enough to exhaust my energy. As soon

didn’t get the rest I was hoping