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 the first floor. Why

was more like

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

called him Alpha but they showed him a lot of respect and obviously revered him. He was their leader in

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 regular

more going

a table in 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 and

in the lobby, and more guards

walk out the front door? Soren had been investigating me. It

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

about guards

just there to have a

glancing at me curiously. I had become a fixture on

guards at the hallway entrance straightened up and started

them were passed out on tables, the rest were pretty bubbly

shifts. Now was

No one

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

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

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

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

came to the door. And once again, my knowledge of guards

door handle.

too easy. If they were really concerned about someone getting in, they’d

inconsistency in security was

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

though, and no one would want to stand around outside at night in the frigid desert. That was cruel and unusual

likelihood, I was

pushed

Screech! Screech! Screech!

blinding lights flashed on in the

I groaned, covering my

to find a place to hide. The doors to the event room and card room were too far away and over the screaming alarm, I could already hear approaching

blinding lights. Even if I did run, the guards

luck in the village but I still wasn’t up

swarmed around me, pointing weapons at

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

fight my way out, I’d never make it. I had as much chance of surviving a fight against these guys and their weapons as I did in running away. Even at full strength, I wasn’t a match for guns with my

myself by attacking or doing something rash,