Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 676

Chapter 23 : Whatever You Want, I’ll Help You

Soren broke out in laughter, throwing his head back. He clutched his chest and shook his head.

I stared at him. What was he trying to pull? I had no idea how to respond to his sudden outburst of laughter.

Slowly, he stopped laughing and sighed. When he looked at me again, his features were composed and professional.

“I’ll help you,” he stated simply. He did not ask for additional favors and he didn’t make more s****l jokes. He didn’t question me further, he just agreed to my terms.

In fact, he didn’t even ask who Helen was.

A pit formed in my stomach. What if he already knew Helen? What if he was using me to get to her?

I didn’t know who she was but I didn’t want to lead a potential threat to her.

Soren’s willingness to help without actually demanding further payment concerned me. Was I giving him everything he wanted?

What if getting his help meant that I was putting Helen and myself in a worse situation?

It was too late to second guess. I’d set myself on this path and whatever Soren’s intentions were, I needed to bide my time. This was a long, complicated game of wits and strategy between the two of us. I needed to evaluate each move and figure out what was the most beneficial thing for me to do.

Lost in thought, I didn’t notice Soren move until his arms were around me.

I gasped as my breasts pressed against his chest and our legs brushed together. His bare chest was firm and warm. I could practically feel the hot blood running through his veins as his skin pressed against my arms.

“Wha…”

I tried to wriggle free but he was too strong.

Soren grabbed my chin between his fingers and lifted my face. He stared into my eyes and smiled lightly.

“I told you, Mila, whatever you want, I’ll help you get it,” he purred.

It sounded familiar. Last night, when my mind and body had been exhausted and sated, he’d spoken those words to me. I almost thought I dreamed them.

Staring into Soren’s eyes and thinking about last night, my stomach fluttered and my heart hammered heavily in my chest, like a hammer on an anvil. I worried he’d feel my heart and I tried to step away again.

Soren shook his head and tightened his arm around my waist. “Do you remember?” he asked huskily.

I nodded slowly. “I-I remember.”

My breath rushed out of my lungs and my cheeks warmed. A blush covered my face, neck and bosom and I noticed Soren’s eyes roam over me quickly. He bounced his eyebrows as he traced my flushed skin with his eyes.

chin and brushed his fingers along my

a sharp breath. The feeling of his fingers on

had been my first time and he’d guided me through how to touch him and make him feel good. And he hadn’t held back when it came

thighs clenched with renewed

with me? I wasn’t some lustful woman with loose morals and a need for carnal

amazing, but I still considered it sinful because it had

in my abdomen

straight for

in the shower. I kept the water cool to calm me and relax me. When my shower was over, I changed into something comfortable and kept most of

I just wanted to feel comfortable in my own body for a

the floorboard where I’d stashed my things. The box was still

on the bed and stared at it for a

matching brass lock. The wood was glossy and the metal fastenings were polished. The box had been

it was impossible to tell it

my fingers over the top of the box. It was

tell me where the box was made, what pack it belonged to,

I couldn’t feel or

tried to lift the lock and see if

Nothing happened.

the box was hollow inside, which meant

got my pack from under the floorboards and pulled out a small leather pouch with tiny metal

have a key didn’t mean

on the bed, cradling the box between my knees, and I used my lock-picking tools. Two little metal rods in the lock, one bent, and I rolled them around each other, listening

Click.

“Aha!”

to open the

“Dammit…”

a key. Just picking the lock wasn’t enough. It was like it had a

of keys that unlocked physical locks and mystical locks. Unfortunately, my lock-picking kit only worked

I pushed the box

Soren was completely made up. I couldn’t even guess what

But Helen probably knew.

the box I was wrestling

and everything she’d told me in my dreams had been real. I’d followed her instructions to Miltern, and seen the woods where I’d been in my dreams, but there was still no sign of her and no hint as to what the

thought I was making progress,

kicked the box further across

I get my questions answered? I wanted to stop living this

on my pillow. It

I curled up in a ball, leaning against the headboard. I hugged my legs and buried my face in my knees. Disappointment crept in like a dark shadow covering

be like this? Why couldn’t I have been adopted by a good, loving family? Why was

worked out as I expected or wanted. Was this the fate I was born into