Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 670

Chapter 17 : Everyone Deserves Happiness

*Soren*

Growling, I rolled my eyes. My chest felt bruised where she’d hit me. It was a strong punch.

I still couldn’t figure out if she’d burst into tears because she was upset, because I’d hurt her, or because she was trying to distract me. Whatever the reason, she’d wasted no time in using my hesitation against me.

Perhaps she was more dangerous than I’d considered before. All this time, I thought it was her secrets and her past that would cause trouble and bring danger. She had some of her own power too.

“Calm down, Mila,” I hissed. “I’m not here about the damn box.”

“Y-you’re not?” she asked, creasing her brow.

I sighed and shook my head. When I looked her over, pity swelled in my chest. This poor girl had never known friendship, love, or trust. She was so closed off and defensive, so mistrustful that she was suspicious of everyone and everything, even when they were trying to be nice to her.

I felt sorry for her, always living with the mindset that she had to be on her own and had to survive at all costs. Until that moment, I hadn’t really considered the drawbacks of her life or how they had damaged her in ways I couldn’t even imagine.

“I came here to make sure you were safe,” I said in a gentler tone.

Mila scoffed and shook her head. She clutched the box to her chest like she thought I’d leap over the gravestone and wrestle it away from her if she relaxed her grip for a second.

Her mistrust filled the space between us. I didn’t really need her to trust me but I would have liked her not to be so suspicious and paranoid. She probably couldn’t help it at this point. Her expectation that everyone just wanted to use her or get something from her or make money off of her was a part of her DNA by now.

“I’ll stay out of your way, Mila. I don’t even need to know what is in the box, but you should come back to the hotel with me,” I said, holding an arm out to the path through the temple.

“Why?” she snarled. Her knuckles were white as she clung to the box.

“You have no idea what is out here or how many people are after you. That box could put another target on your head,” I pointed out.

Mila glared at me but I could see the wheels turning in her mind.

“I can take care of myself. I’ve done it all my life,” she insisted with a firm nod.

“Like you did when you were poisoned? Or when you were attacked in the woods?” I asked, arching an eyebrow.

Mila scoffed and shook her head. “Those were extreme circumstances. I’m feeling a lot better now, stronger. I won’t let myself get caught again. That’s how I avoid trouble.”

“I know you are a very capable woman, but stealth and secrecy can only get you so far. Alpha Chandler has some of the worst, most dangerous, most successful bounty hunters after you. They will anticipate all your moves,” I warned.

“You can’t threaten me to stay with you!?” Mila snapped.

I sighed heavily, my shoulders rising and falling. There was no way to break through her mistrust, was there? I wondered how she’d react if I told her about the night we spent together.

on the

it wasn’t the time to reveal that, not when she

merely suggesting that having some muscle looking out for you might not be such a bad idea,” I

I believe that you really believe what you’re telling me,” Mila said, her voice softer. “But I think it is all an act. You’ve convinced yourself that you want to protect me for my own good

you know as much about me as I know about you. Keep

faker! Pretending to be nice to me, pretending you want to protect me. At the end of the day, all you want is to use me,

glared daggers at me

didn’t know what

You can’t trick me into trusting you or letting my guard down!” she snapped. “You’re just like the others, only

I reminded her again. “Have

how do I know that wasn’t just some part of your elaborate game? No one offers their help like

humorless laugh and ran a hand through my

giving you anything more than fair compensation and you’re not going to be able to hold it over my head in order to use me,” she explained with

never asked for payment. Nor do I expect anything in return. Not now, and I

asked. “Because you’re never going to get

was quick and clever.

want

a moment. That

you be asking yourself that

“Hmm.”

Whatever was in it, Mila could have and use however she wanted. But it was strange to me that she’d been able to find the box when all the card in the flowers offered was a time and

headstone where the box she hadn’t as buried. That was worth being curious over. I didn’t think Mila was a seer or psychic. She hadn’t given any indication that she

a few psychics before and talking to them was head spinning. It was like they lived with one foot in another dimension and they were seeing

was steady and grounded. She was focused and intense. That didn’t go

about the box? She’d only dug up one place

wanted from her was honest

drifted through the

I called out automatically, keeping my

dead. He glanced at

standing behind the headstone, box clutched to her chest. It was easy to see that she was standing on a springboard,

out?” I asked, calling him back to the issue at

looked at me and sighed.

the flowers,” I said,

sight of her, the fog hid everything, including the color of her cloak. She

“No scent?” I asked.

I feel like I can barely hear, see, or smell when it is thickest,” he said, a visible

and who I was following which made it easier to

something

see the concerned expression on Payne’s face. Then