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?

office on the first

inn was more

sense! I knew that I was for sure, without a doubt in a rogue zone. There weren’t any packs or alphas

yet… I’d seen the way they were with Soren. They never called him Alpha but they showed him a lot of respect and obviously revered

myself a drink. Everyone was pleasant enough, smiling at me and offering quick greetings. The news of my presence had spread to

was definitely more going on

a table in the corner and sat down with my back to the wall. I could see the entire room from

bar entrance, guards in the lobby, and more guards

allowed to walk out the front door? Soren had been investigating me. It seemed more likely that he wanted to keep me around and get some answers, especially with all these guards hanging

my glass in my hands. I hadn’t taken

I knew about guards

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

went on, people stopped glancing at me curiously. I had become a fixture

at the hallway entrance straightened up and

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

changing shifts. Now was my

backpack and slipped down the hallway. No one was watching me and the new shift

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

had to be a side door on the inn, otherwise, why would the guards be protecting the hallway? There wasn’t

were dark and empty and didn’t look like they’d been used

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

I came to the door. And once again, my knowledge of guards and escape routes had paid

tested the door handle. It

they were really concerned about someone getting in,

inconsistency in security

chewed my lower lip debating whether or not I should turn the handle. There could be more guards waiting for me on the

around outside at night in the frigid desert. That was cruel

all likelihood, I was just

pushed

Screech! Screech! Screech!

blared and blinding lights flashed on

I groaned, covering

to the event room and card room were too far away

the guards

but I still wasn’t

me, pointing weapons at

looked around at them. There were five shifters. Two had guns, one had a spear. I couldn’t see the

surviving a fight against these guys and

risking myself