Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 688

Chapter 35 : Something Horrible is Going to Happen

*Mila*

When I woke up, I smelled fresh, earthy air and I heard crows cawing. There was soft dirt beneath me and trees hung over my head. I was out in the forest.

Sitting up, I stretched and reached out with my hands, yawning. My hands were so small!

Startled, I looked down at the rest of my body. I’d been transformed into a four-year-old girl, but I was still me. I had all my thoughts and memories.

What was going on? Was this part of the spell?

I’d been turned back into a little child. I wondered if this was how old I was when the memory April was connecting me with took place.

Was this actually my past?

Standing up, I looked around the forest. It looked much larger than I remembered but I couldn’t tell if that was because I was smaller and younger or if the forest was really supposed to be this large.

Glancing around, I realized it wasn’t just the forest that was familiar, it was the spot I was standing in. This was where Helen would always take me in my dreams. It was where I’d gone in Miltern to find her.

Was this just another dream, then? If so, where was Helen?

“Hello?” I called into the endless, eerie darkness. “Helen?”

My voice echoed through the trees, carrying for what seemed like miles. This forest was a lot larger than the one in Miltern. But it was the same forest.

How was that possible?

Was my memory making it bigger in this dream?

I left the spot where I’d woken up and tried looking around. Every now and then, I glanced back to make sure I could still see the spot I’d woken up.

The size of the forest wasn’t the only weird thing.

Where was Soren? Hadn’t he come into this dream or memory with me?

I couldn’t see any sign of him anywhere.

“Soren?” I shouted into the woods.

Crows cawed and flapped out of the trees, startled by my voice. The forest got quiet again and there was no answer.

Frustrated, I stomped through the woods, forgetting to keep track of where I had woken up.

“These woods aren’t that big!” I grumbled to myself.

“Awwooooo”

I froze as that howl ripped through me. My little child legs shook and my mouth went dry.

There were wolves in these woods. Possibly shifters. I was a tiny child and completely defenseless.

I didn’t know what this memory was or if I was in any danger. There were too many unknowns for me to trust random wolves running through the woods.

“AWWOOOOO!”

getting louder

hugged the trunk. I

and I covered

tree, I heard thumping footsteps and the sniffling sounds of a wolf sniffing around. I hadn’t done anything to cover my

trunk to see

wolf was sniffing around

warmth flooded through me and I rushed out from around the tree. I’d only seen him a few times but I’d recognize

Soren.

ran out from around the tree and the wolf stopped, one

so glad to see you,” I

head at me and took a cautious step

I was a child again. Sighing, I rolled

me, Mila. I don’t know why I look like this. Maybe… this is how old I was for this memory,”

stepped toward me. His warm, golden eyes

burst into flames

face as the bright, burning blaze

I peeked

on the ground and nodded to his

pull myself up. As soon as I got a leg over, Soren burst into a run and carried me away from the

fire, that would explain why it was so much smaller in the present

couldn’t think about it too much because the flames were closing in on us fast. I clung hard to Soren’s silky

body bumping up and

with my arms and legs to keep from

wolf howled again and he picked up

fire and came to the edge of the forest. The trees

as tightly now that Soren was walking. Raising my head, I saw a hill in the distance with a large

that way,” I urged Soren, pointing

out on the front lawn. Sunlight bathed the flowers and the man-made pond beautifully. There were no clouds

felt very familiar to me

stop here,” I instructed,

I

oak tree in the garden, close to the front door of the house. I stared at the tree. Something was off

and I giggled, swatting playfully

be a wooden swing there,” I said,

the large, wrap-around porch. He had a wooden swing in his hands and headed right

I hid behind

a look, reminding me with his eyes that they couldn’t see us.

where I could see the man hanging the swing on the tree, just

give it a try?”

partially opened door. She had bouncing golden curls and blue eyes. Her curls bounced as she ran down the steps toward

swing!” she

in his arms. He tickled her until she squealed with laughter and

stop it!”

the girl tightly. He put her on

Daddy, higher! I want to touch the sky,” the girl called,

eyes and I sniffled. I couldn’t help but feel

had ripped me away from my

to the porch. She looked out at the

up her skirt and practically floated down the steps. She moved gracefully and gently as she joined the man and