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!”

was getting louder

tree and hugged the trunk. I slid to the ground, hiding in

in my chest and I covered my mouth so my heavy

tree, I heard thumping footsteps and the sniffling sounds of

up, slowly and quietly, I peeked around the tree trunk to see if

sleek, black wolf was sniffing around tree

rushed out from around the tree. I’d only seen him a few times but I’d recognize

Soren.

the wolf stopped, one front

I’m so glad to see you,” I said, running over

head at me and took

looked down, remembering that I was a child

this. Maybe… this is how

and stepped toward me. His warm, golden eyes settled gently on

the forest burst into flames around

as the bright, burning

I peeked out from

lying on the ground

arms to pull myself up. As soon as I got a leg over, Soren burst into a run and carried

fire, that would explain why it

the flames were closing in on us fast. I clung hard to Soren’s silky fur and buried my face

body bumping up

arms

howled again and

of the forest. The trees thinned out and

Soren was walking. Raising my

urged

hill. As we got closer, I saw this beautiful garden spread out on the front lawn. Sunlight bathed the flowers and the man-made pond beautifully. There were no clouds in the sky

as we got closer to the mansion. It felt very familiar to me but I couldn’t remember being there. It was too beautiful of a home to be at

I instructed, patting Soren’s

stopped short and I slid off

door of the house. I

and I giggled, swatting playfully at

to be a wooden swing there,” I

walked out onto the large, wrap-around porch. He had a wooden swing

hid

me with his

and came back around where I could see the man hanging the

who wants to give it a

bouncing golden curls and blue

I want to swing!” she shouted, running

He tickled her until

it, stop it!” the girl

hugged the girl tightly. He put her on

want to touch the sky,” the girl called, kicking her

father, my heart pattering in my chest. Tears pricked my eyes and I sniffled. I couldn’t help but feel like I was seeing the childhood I

wrong? What had ripped me

door opened again and a beautiful woman came to the porch. She looked out at the girl and her

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