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?

manager’s office on the first floor. Why would he need to

this inn was more like a

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

they showed him a lot of respect and obviously revered him. He was

to 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

was definitely more going on

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

guards in the lobby,

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

glass in my hands. I hadn’t taken a sip yet,

guards was

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

had become a fixture on the wall, nothing

guards at the hallway entrance straightened up and started walking

of them were passed out on tables, the rest were

guards were changing shifts. Now

one was watching me

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

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

look

wouldn’t be a reason to guard it if there wasn’t a

the door. And once again, my knowledge of guards and escape routes

tested the door handle. It wasn’t

really concerned about someone getting in, they’d lock the door and have guards in the

in

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

want to stand around outside at night in

likelihood, I was just being

pushed the

Screech! Screech! Screech!

lights flashed on in

groaned, covering

to hide. The doors to the event room and card room were too far away and over the

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

still wasn’t up to full strength. My joints still ached and I wouldn’t be

shifters swarmed around me, pointing weapons

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

to 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

myself by attacking