Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 680

Chapter 27 : I’ll Tell the bounty Hunters Where You Are

*Soren*

Mila hesitated. Her eyes darted away from me for a moment as if she was trying to think of something to say.

Most likely, she was trying to come up with something clever or evasive.

I figured that because she’d just opened up about her past, she was too emotionally conflicted to think fast. I honestly hadn’t expected her to be so open with me. There was a moment when I thought she’d shut down and make an excuse about not talking to me. But she surprised me and let me in.

It was a rare moment and I was waiting for the fallout.

She sighed heavily and brought her eyes back to mine. There was something deep in her eyes, something vulnerable and trusting.

Was she finally starting to trust me?

“I don’t know who Helen is. She was not one of the witches I met as a child,” she said clearly and without any attempts to hide the truth.

“Then how do you know her?” I pressed.

“About three years ago she started appearing in my dreams. Always the same, but I didn’t pay attention before. She kept urging me to come here, to Miltern,” she said, holding her arms out.

“And you followed a dream vision?” I asked, creasing my brow.

Mila sniffed and crossed her arms. “Well, after I left Saboreef, I didn’t have anywhere else to go. It seemed as good an idea as any.”

“I suppose so,” I agreed. “And so, you followed a dream vision, knowing it was somehow real, but didn’t think you were a witch?”

Mila swallowed audibly and her tense, walled-off posture softened slightly.

“I blocked it out. Maybe I thought Helen was a witch, but I didn’t think that had anything to do with me. Or… I didn’t want to believe that,” she admitted somberly.

“Hmm.”

I paced back and forth in front of her, mulling over everything that had happened. Helen had lured Mila here in dreams, but she had thus far not shown her face or revealed her intentions.

It didn’t sound like Mila had had any repeat dreams of Helen since arriving in Miltern. Had Helen communicated with her in some other way?

“Do you think it is possible that Helen is the woman who delivered those flowers to you?” I asked, motioning to where the vase stood, before Mila had blasted it apart.

Mila shook her head. “I’m not sure. I didn’t even know…”

She narrowed her eyes on me. Standing up Mila puffed herself up like she was about to attack me.

who delivered those flowers?” she asked, pointing accusingly

keyhole. I didn’t

there was no point in denying it. After our interaction at the temple, I had assumed she

on me and following me around!?”

adorable. Like a

a smart girl like you would have figured that out by now,” I challenged, giving her

and rolled

might start ranting and raving, given that she was still in an emotionally vulnerable state. Opening up to me

that we’d come this far, I

couch. She pinched the bridge of

beside her again and put my arm around her shoulders, half expecting her to pull away or punch

She didn’t.

my shoulder and deflated slightly. She must have been exhausted after reliving all

of control now. She was steady. Her breaths were even and

with her, did you?” she asked in

to strain to hear her words.

you wouldn’t be asking me if it was Helen that delivered the flowers,” she

Payne went after her but he lost her in the fog around the forest. Whoever she is, she knows this area well and can

with her upbringing. She’d been raised in a high-risk, dangerous environment. Growing up, she’d had to rely on her instincts

before and

see that in someone so young and with such limited experience in the world outside her

you should really stop spying on me,”

you stopped trying to run

against me but

by a poor family that only intended to profit off of her and used to lure her own kind into a bounty hunter’s trap before she was able to

the money her foster mother made from those bounties ever benefited Mila at all. She’d probably gone hungry while her foster mother ate

of manipulation on someone so young and no wonder she

her foster mother blamed her for their ‘guests’ leaving without saying goodbye. She

to survive her adverse upbringing and I appreciated the skills and attributes she’d gained from it. If I was putting money

now that you’ve gained my compliance and my help, perhaps you’ll actually come to me so I won’t

in that?” Mila

good to see her bouncing

to do now? You’re taking the

me that

her head from my shoulder and creased her brow. I

figure it out on your own,” she

if you just tell me. It

don’t see

then you won’t have to deal with me tracking you down and getting in your way. And I won’t have to deal with putting in the effort to track

back to