Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 678

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 678

Chapter 25 : You’re Descended from Witches

Mila’s door cracked as I pulled the lock right off in my haste to open it.

She was sitting on the floor, staring off into space, completely still like a statue.

A chair was flipped over and glass was shattered all over the table and floor. Water dripped off the edges of the table. Some of the drops hit her legs and she didn’t even react.

What the hell had happened?

Quickly, I assessed Mila. She didn’t appear to be injured. I couldn’t smell blood and none of her bones were broken. She just sat there, staring off into space, perfectly still.

Was she in shock?

I swooped down and grabbed her shoulders.

“Mila, are you okay, what happened?” I asked.

She didn’t move or react. Her eyes stayed distant and I noticed how pale she was. I shook her a little harder.

“Mila!”

Her head wobbled back and forth but she still didn’t say anything or move. I couldn’t even tell if she was breathing.

She was completely in shock, her hands balled into fists in her lap.

I raised a hand and gently patted her cheek.

“Mila, what happened?”

She blinked and her eyes snapped to me like she was seeing me for the first time. There was no expression there. She was blank, in shock.

“Soren?” she asked.

“Yes. It’s me. Are you okay, what happened here?” I asked. I nodded toward the mess on the table and the chair.

Slowly, Mila lifted her hands. She turned them up and uncurled her fingers. In her right palm, she had a fistful of ash. It wasn’t light and feathery like ashes pulled from a fire pit. They were densely packed together.

Maybe that was because she’d held them so tightly in her hand but I’d never seen ashes like that.

“What is it?” I asked.

Mila blinked at me. She glanced at her hand and then pulled away. Quickly she jumped to her feet and tossed the ashes on the floor. She clapped her hands together and wiped away the residue.

“It’s nothing,” she said, backing away from me more.

The ashes were collected in a small pile on the ground. It was unusual behavior for ashes. They might float away or scatter but not drop into a pile like grains of sand.

“Mila…”

it was

again she still looked dazed and confused. But

looked over the table and realized the shattered glass was from the vase she’d put the flowers in. Water on the table had come

looked at the little lump of ash again. The flowers were burned to ash and the vase had been smashed or maybe exploded

you do?” I demanded, pointing

“Hmph.”

on her heel. She disappeared into the bathroom and returned with a towel. Quickly, she righted the toppled chair and then started wiping

she carefully stepped around the ashes, like she was afraid to touch

exactly what had

for her to respond, to say something. She kept cleaning up the mess as if

Suddenly, she hissed.

it?” I asked,

towel on the table. She had her palms pressed together and I saw blood mixed in with what was left of the water. Crimson dripped to the floor, thinned out from

face got even paler. She gritted her teeth and I could tell she was

said, holding out my

shook her head. “I can take

was a long gash across her

that glass out or the bleeding

Mila into the bathroom. I found a first aid

here,” I

at me but she didn’t resist my request. She hopped up on the sink vanity and held her hand

dug a pair of tweezers out of the first aid kit. “This

handle it,”

between her legs, I was surprised when she tightened them briefly around

it and just stared

her hand in mine and held it to the light. The sliver

and her body

the tweezers but it was slippery from her blood

clamped her eyes shut and sucked in

glass out and Mila let out

“Thanks,” she murmured.

I said, putting a piece of cotton in her hand.

was looking at me. There was still something distant in her eyes but

have someone looking out for

as I

winced and bit

little cut in your hand,” I told her. I put the bandage on and patted

it between her hands. She ran her

don’t mind this right now,” she said, her

nice, too seductive. I knew that meant she was working her manipulations

need a little extra care,” I

deepened and she flitted her eyes to the side for a moment. Then she

me,” she

my free hand and touched her cheek. “I

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