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.

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recovery. Every day I could feel my strength returning and my pain lessening. Soren

me feel like he was trying to interrogate me or

anything, he seemed to want me to slow down. But I wasn’t going to milk this or drag it out. I had to be

was still my main caregiver. She came by regularly with food, clothes,

she asked, “Did you sleep well? Are you

interested in the answers to

a few days, the questions became more

getting used to me being there, or she was just

be leaving?” Ashley asked

I tried to convey that I didn’t want

she’d brought for me. After several more days, I was strong enough that I didn’t need

my 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

she saw me wrapping fresh bandages on my own. The cooling, healing gel

out of here soon,” I tried to make it

without wanting to converse more.

but I could finally stand without shaking

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

through the front door and out onto the porch, where I

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

Even the inn I was staying at could use

did it survive the

started to feel hot—I didn’t want to

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, that wasn’t what drew my

was that although it looked beat-up from outside,

well-kept brick or stones which looked very steady and the other walls were

or damage, which meant that the roof which looked beat up was actually doing a great job

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

that the rundown appearance outside was

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

and headed my way. “Would you

I’d need my strength to get back

ate my lunch in peace. When was the last time I actually sat down to enjoy a meal? It was ironic that

why those around me, regardless how rough and tough they look, kept their decent manner inside the inn, making

by my enemy, would this be

heck was I

happy to see the last of

backside too, but for an entirely different reason.

and his body… oh, they were

but lived and behaved nothing like a rogue. If anything, he was like an elegant alpha, or even a

bite of food in my mouth in case I

energy. As soon as I got to the

get the rest I was