Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 663

Chapter 10 Take care, Mila

*Soren*

As Mila disappeared, I watched her figure grow smaller in the nighttime shadows. There were lights lining the village streets, which allowed me to see her more clearly as she ran under them but she seemed to be purposefully sticking to the shadows as much as possible.

There was no hesitation in her departure. She didn’t look back and she didn’t slow down. Clearly, she didn’t want to be here. That was probably for the best.

Her scent clung to the door and the walls in the hallway. I breathed it in and held it at the back of my nose. In just a few days, her scent would fade completely and I’d forget it all together.

For some reason, the thought of forgetting her scent saddened me a little.

I frowned and looked at the guards still standing around.

“Return to your posts,” I told everyone.

The guards muttered their agreement and lumbered off.

More often than not, my men here was to keep people out, not keep people in. If Mila wanted to leave, no one should force her to stay.

However, as I stood in the empty hallway and stared out the door she’d left open, I couldn’t help but wonder why she was in such a hurry? What was so urgent that she had to leave in the middle of the night?

I should have been relieved that she was gone. She had too many unknowns hanging around her. I only had a snippet of her past to go on and it was enough to know that keeping her around would be problematic.

Showing up out of nowhere, poisoned with Blackfire and an aphrodisiac, ending up in my bed… It screamed trouble.

Not to mention, her intentional poisoning with the Trial of Blackfire. Who would do that to themselves?

Then that night came back to my mind in a flood and I held my breath as flickers of her lips seeking mine, how her body felt in my arms, the way she begged me…

“Ugh.” I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts.

It was the one-night stand that lasted two weeks. I was glad it was over, wasn’t I?

I just wanted to forget about her. I wanted to shake her off and move on… but I couldn’t. Something deep inside clawed at me.

Disappointment.

wasn’t disappointed that

I’d been reminded of Rosalie again. They looked so similar from behind. I couldn’t help equating Mila’s departure to

she been as determined and desperate as

Who was I? I barely recognized this self-pitying version of myself. That

my head. The fact was, I might never see Rosalie again. Nor would I

I’d known from the start that she was trouble. Now that I knew her

shook

had no reason to be sentimental after all these

mysterious beauty’s drama was not something I needed to lose

was meant to be. That was the best thing

for peace and quiet and to be left alone. I had come here to forget about Rosalie and to live my life. Having Mila around only seemed to bring up memories of Rosalie. Now that she was gone, I could return to that desired

know any better,” Ashley said, her voice cutting into my

heard her approach. I’d really zoned

everyone else here. We all cared for her and she showed no appreciation,” Ashley continued. “All she wanted to do was run off like you and your guys are the enemy. That’s not fair. She doesn’t know anything about you or these shifters.

chuckled and nodded. That was Ashley’s way of

better. She’s just doing

appreciation. We helped her a lot,” Ashley said

I pointed out. “Have you changed your mind now?” I arched

flushed and she

leave! It was plain as day from the moment she arrived that she was trouble. I mean, she was randomly plopped in

deal. It just happened to occur because she was in the right place at the right time. There was nothing more

if I’d come across a wounded animal in the woods and helped it. She was the wounded bird with a broken wing. I’d just put her back in her nest so she’d

was flying on her

I looked at Ashley, I saw that

for her. She might not have survived without you. I’m sure she would have thanked you if

I’m sure she is just overflowing

decided to change the

you still have inventory to do?” I asked her with a

stand here like a

I appreciate your concern, I am a big boy and can handle these things. What I can’t handle is running out of food and booze. No one wants to be

Ashly muttered. She headed down

was gone, Payne

just come from. Over the years, Payne’s footfall had been lighter. One of the common traits of

usual. How did you do