Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 672

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 672

Chapter 19 : Why Should I Help You?

*Soren*

After sending Payne on another recon mission, I headed back to the hotel. Instead of following Mila directly, I sent him to keep an eye on the bounty hunters.

I made my way to the top floor and headed toward my room. Halfway down the hallway, I paused.

A slender, brunette beauty leaned against my door. She wore a familiar white sundress, her brown hair rippling down her back like a chocolate waterfall.

She had her ankles crossed and leaned against my door casually, but also in a way that made it impossible not to see the perfect shape of her body.

“Rosalie?” I murmured, thinking that maybe I was dreaming again.

The woman turned around and smiled gently, nodding to me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes at myself. No, it wasn’t Rosalie. It never would be.

Instead, Mila stood there. Inwardly, I chastised myself. What the f**k was I thinking? Why was I still thinking about Rosalie? There was seriously something wrong with me.

I approached Mila, crossing my arms.

“Why are you here? What do you want?” I asked sharply.

Mila licked her lips and tried to smile again. I saw her jaw tense, her lips strained. She forced her smile wider.

“I was waiting for you,” she said in a soft, sultry voice.

I pursed my lips and arched an eyebrow at her. Less than an hour ago, she yelled at me to stay away from her and ran off again. She made it clear she wanted nothing to do with me and nothing from me.

And yet, here she was, at my door, wearing an outfit obviously meant to entice me.

I narrowed my eyes at her.

The dress wasn’t all that was different. She’d showered. I could smell the nice fragrance of her shampoo.

What was she up to? Most women who tell a man to leave them alone and run off don’t come back an hour later looking for something… deeper.

bothered me that she could make me think of Rosalie so easily. It bothered me that I couldn’t stop thinking about Rosalie! I’d tried to let her go. I even hopped dimensions to get as

into my life simply to be a reminder of

from the temple. I hadn’t followed after her and I hadn’t tried to stop her once she ran.

just

she impacted me. Maybe this was my punishment for

was my punishment, I didn’t have to

up and show up at a man’s door in the middle of the night?” I asked coldly, narrowing my

a moment, then her

I wouldn’t put it past her to

ready to block her, but Mila

deep breath and

to perceive me however you want, but if that’s what you think of women, that

scoffed but held my tongue. The insult I threw at her came from my own anger

to keep from smirking. Her reply was… unexpected and

Whatever she wanted, I knew it was about her own survival. She wouldn’t be here unless she was desperate and that made me curious. What could have happened in the past hour to make her suddenly so desperate

and went inside. I left the door open, giving Mila the chance to come

***

*Mila*

open. I stood in the doorway for a

get what I came for by standing out in the hallway all night. I went in and

me in and he hadn’t offered me a place to sit, so I wasn’t sure if he was going

upset about something. I thought it was at me, but it felt deeper than that. He lashed out in anger, I’ve seen that happen again and again,

with picking things up and moving

drink?” I asked, breaking the

to a cabinet and pulled out a

a little more intimate than what I was thinking. I just wanted a glass of water because

Soren sat down on the couch and nodded to the seat beside him. He set

my hands together and bit my lower lip. Drinking wine on a couch

and sat down. I had made up my mind that I would do whatever I needed to in order to get his help tonight. This was

the couch, making a comfortable

uncorked the wine, I looked him over. The light in the room was dim but I

attractive he was. I’d never

to see deeper than his physical features. The room was so relaxed

He was more than good

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