Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 662

Chapter 9 : Free At Last

My heart sank as I passed the office. Soren had seemed like a nice guy. I let myself believe that he was different and that he was good and decent.

But he wasn’t. I had been very, very wrong. He was like everyone else I encountered.

Groaning under my breath, I headed down the stairs, taking one at a time to make sure nothing would creak.

As soon as I hit the bottom of the stairs, I heard muffled laughter and saw lights flooding most of the first floor of the inn.

“Crap,” I whispered.

It was late and I assumed everyone would have retired. Especially with Soren’s clandestine meeting by candlelight in his office.

The main floor of the inn, where there was a bar and food, was busy as ever. Well, that would make slipping out quietly and unnoticed more complicated.

I walked into the main lobby and everyone got quiet, staring at me. I glanced toward the front door as they watched me. It wasn’t the right time to try and make a run for it. I already knew I wouldn’t get far.

Instead of going to the door, I smiled awkwardly and turned toward the bar. The shifters in the lobby followed me with their eyes. It was unnerving how they never looked away from me.

As I passed by, I nodded to them.

“Good evening. I was just feeling thirsty and thought I’d grab a drink,” I said cheerily. I smiled brightly.

One of the shifters grunted and they went back to talking quietly to each other.

“The bar is open all night,” another said, smiling back and nodding toward the bar entrance.

Sighing in relief, I headed on my way. At least, they didn’t try to stop me.

Walking through the inn, I noticed something I hadn’t noticed before. The shifters in the lobby seemed more like guards on duty. There were shifters in the bar, too, that looked like they were there to guard rather than drink and have a good time.

This wasn’t just some random inn I’d stumbled into. They were organized and this seemed more like a base than a place to socialize. I saw a lot of the same faces in the bar as I’d seen the last time I was there.

That seemed strange.

At most inns, people came and went. But these guys seemed like they lived here.

Why would they live in an inn and why would they need to guard it?

That didn’t make sense for a simple inn, and I had been in plenty of those.

Thinking back, Soren having an office and everything also seemed out of place. I hadn’t thought about it while I was eavesdropping, but what inn converted a room into an office for one guy? Did he own the inn?

did, there should have been a manager’s office on the first floor. Why would he need to convert

this inn was more like a

sure, without a doubt in a rogue zone. There weren’t any packs or alphas here. These shifters were not

they were with Soren. They never called him Alpha but they showed him a lot of respect and obviously revered him. He was their leader in

pleasant enough, smiling at me and offering quick greetings. The news of my presence had spread to all of them, which wouldn’t have

more going

the wall. I could see the entire room from there while also remaining

bar entrance, guards in the lobby, and more guards by a hallway to

guards, would I really be allowed to walk out the front door? Soren had been investigating me. It seemed more likely that he wanted

hands. I hadn’t taken

knew about guards was that

it look like I was just there to have

at me curiously. I had become a fixture

at the hallway entrance straightened up and started

else in the bar. Some of them were passed out on tables, the rest were

shifts. Now was

No one was watching me and

lit and I blended into the shadows. It would be much easier to stay hidden when the new guards arrived, and for that, I was grateful. I couldn’t hear any

side door on the inn, otherwise, why would the guards be protecting the hallway? There wasn’t anything down this way but a big empty even room and a room

were dark and empty and didn’t look

reason to guard it if there wasn’t a way outside. At least, that

door. And once again, my knowledge of

tested the door handle. It wasn’t

were really concerned about someone getting in,

inconsistency in security

be more guards waiting for me on the other side of the door. Either that, or there was a security

around outside at night in the frigid desert. That

I was

pushed the door

Screech! Screech! Screech!

alarm blared and blinding lights flashed

groaned, covering my

event room and card room were too far away and over the screaming alarm,

the white, blinding lights. Even if I did run, the guards had already seen

and try my luck in the village but I still wasn’t up to full strength. My joints still ached and I wouldn’t

swarmed around me, pointing weapons at

guns,

much chance of surviving a fight against these guys and their weapons as I did in running away. Even at

in risking myself