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.

my chin and brushed his fingers along my

in a sharp breath. The feeling of his fingers on my

me through how to touch him and make him feel good. And he hadn’t held back when it

clenched with renewed

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

it sinful because

flourished in my abdomen and I glared at

I headed straight for the door and across the hall. I shut and locked the door so Soren

cool to calm me and relax me.

just wanted to feel

I’d stashed my things. The box

box, I set it on the bed and stared at

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

done anything to clean it off but it was impossible to tell it had been covered in dirt

over the top

where

there was a lock on the box, I couldn’t feel

tried to lift the lock and see if

Nothing happened.

lid. I could hear that the box was hollow

and pulled out a

because I didn’t have a key didn’t

I used my lock-picking tools. Two little metal rods in the lock, one bent, and I rolled them around each other,

Click.

“Aha!”

again to open the box but it wouldn’t

“Dammit…”

wasn’t enough. It was like it had a spell or some

heard of keys that unlocked physical locks and mystical locks. Unfortunately, my lock-picking kit only worked on physical locks. It wasn’t like I

pushed the box

there. Everything I said to Soren was completely made up. I couldn’t even guess

But Helen probably knew.

as much about Helen as I did about the box I was wrestling with. She was just a figment from

been real. I’d followed her instructions to Miltern, and seen the woods where

thought I was making progress, I was just left

kicked the box

Why couldn’t I get my questions answered? I wanted to stop living this life of running

my fists, I slammed them down on my pillow. It

I hugged my legs and buried my face in my knees. Disappointment crept

this? Why couldn’t I have been adopted by a

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