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.

and brushed his

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

thighs clenched with renewed

with me? I wasn’t some lustful woman with loose

have felt amazing, but I still considered it sinful because

in my abdomen and I

him. Turning on my heel, I headed straight for the door and across the hall. I shut and locked the door

hand and then hopped in the shower. I kept the water cool to calm me and relax me. When my shower was over, I changed

to feel comfortable in my

rug and opened the floorboard where I’d stashed my things.

set it on the bed and stared at it for

brass lock. The wood was glossy and the metal fastenings were

hadn’t done anything to clean it off but it was impossible to tell it

fingers over the top of the box.

or anything to tell me where the box

lock on the box, I couldn’t feel or see the seam where the box would

shot, but I tried to lift the lock and see if the box

Nothing happened.

the lid. I could hear that the box was hollow inside, which meant it

pulled out a

didn’t mean I couldn’t get

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

Click.

“Aha!”

tried again to open the box but

“Dammit…”

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

lock-picking kit only worked on physical locks. It wasn’t like I had any magical

I pushed the

said to Soren

But Helen probably knew.

much about Helen as I did about the box I

felt real, 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

time I thought I was making progress, I was just

kicked the box further across the

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

my pillow. It

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

have been adopted by a good, loving family? Why was

out as I expected or wanted. Was this the fate I