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.

the person who delivered those flowers?”

through a keyhole. I didn’t get a good look,”

that she hadn’t known I was watching her. With the cat out of the bag, there was no point in denying it. After our interaction at the temple, I had assumed she knew I’d been

me and following me around!?”

found her attempt at intimidation adorable. Like a mouse

would have figured that out by

and

an emotionally vulnerable state. Opening up to me hadn’t been easy. She was just as likely to become defensive

I

flopped back down on the couch. She pinched the bridge of her

my arm around her shoulders, half expecting her to pull away or punch me

She didn’t.

slightly. She

and she wasn’t leaning on me or clinging to me for support and comfort

up with her, did you?” she

had to strain to hear her words. They were filled with disappointment

if it was Helen that delivered the flowers,”

forest. Whoever she is, she knows this area well and can come and

raised in a high-risk, dangerous environment. Growing up, she’d had to rely on her instincts and constantly be aware of

others like her before and

keen intelligence and strong survival skills. I was impressed to see that in someone so young

should really stop spying on me,” she added

trying to run off,” I

shook her head against me but

upbringing. She’d been raised in horrible circumstances. Adopted 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 understand what

from those bounties ever benefited Mila at all. She’d probably

of manipulation on someone so young

thought about the fights she’d heard and how her foster mother blamed her for their ‘guests’ leaving without saying goodbye. She probably had nightmares every night about those bumps in the dark and about constantly being

I appreciated the skills and attributes she’d gained from it. If I was putting money on anything, it would be her survival and her determination to get her

my compliance and my help, perhaps you’ll actually come to me so I won’t have to spy on you,” I told her to lighten the

the fun in

was good to see

do now? You’re taking the lead here.

me that

and creased her brow. I saw the confusion in her

it out on your own,”

easier if you just tell me. It will save us

don’t see

if you tell me, then you won’t have to deal with me tracking you down and getting in your

go back to the temple,” Mila said, sighing