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?

a manager’s office on

this inn was

less sense! I knew that I was for sure, without a doubt in a rogue zone.

but they showed him a lot

the bar and ordered myself a drink. Everyone was pleasant enough, smiling at me and offering quick greetings. The news of my presence had spread to all of them, which wouldn’t have happened if this was a

more going

the corner and sat down with my back to the wall. I could see the entire room from there while also remaining out of the way

in the lobby, and more guards by a hallway

out the front door? Soren had been investigating me. It seemed more likely that he wanted to keep me around and get some

I turned my glass in my hands. I hadn’t taken a sip yet, still pondering the

about guards

I was just there to have a good time. I didn’t

on, people stopped glancing at me curiously. I had become a fixture on the wall, nothing special or out

guards at the hallway entrance straightened up

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

were changing shifts.

one was watching me and the

I blended into the shadows. It would be much easier to stay hidden when the new

the inn, otherwise, why would the guards be protecting the hallway?

empty and didn’t look like they’d been used in

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

once again, my knowledge

the door handle. It wasn’t

If they were really concerned about someone getting in, they’d lock

inconsistency in security

not I should turn the handle. There could be more guards waiting for me on the other

around outside at night in

all likelihood, I was

pushed

Screech! Screech! Screech!

blinding lights flashed on in the

I groaned,

the lights, I tried to find a place to hide. The doors to the event room and card

crouched down in the white, blinding lights. Even if I did run, the guards had already seen me. They’d be

could push out the door and try my luck in the village but I still wasn’t up to

me, pointing weapons at

around at them. There were five shifters. Two had guns, one

surviving a fight against these guys and their weapons as I did in running away. Even at full strength, I

myself by