Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 689

Chapter 36 : What Happened to Them

*Soren*

Mila raced up the steps and I was hot on her heels. I glanced around at the bodies and realized this was the burnt out remains of a pack house. It was the pack members’ bodies all over the lawn, their blood staining the walls.

I slowed slightly and took a closer look around.

If this was a pack house, then the couple we’d seen playing with their child on the swing were the alpha and luna. There was no doubt in my mind. This was their pack and it had been decimated.

Worse than that, I suspected this was Mila’s birth pack, which meant those two were her parents.

The only thing I couldn’t figure out was why the girl had bouncing, curly blond hair as a little girl but now, as an adult, she had soft, brunette hair.

The rest of it made sense. Her parents and their pack had been wiped out, which was why she’d been orphaned. If the pack had survived, someone else would have raised her as the daughter of an alpha and luna. Instead, she’d been left to fend for herself.

I hadn’t been sure what we were seeing was a memory of Mila’s family until I saw the tears in her eyes and the reaction she had when she saw the mansion destroyed.

It must have been shocking to look back on the loving family she’d lost, especially compared to the horrible upbringing she’d had with her foster mother. Finding out the truth wasn’t always a blessing.

Mila had needed to know who she was. And now, she did, but was that enough?

Inside the mansion, Mila sobbed and looked around.

“Where are they? They were just here! What happened to them?” she mumbled to herself, looking at the different bodies lying around.

I stood near the door, letting her look. She needed space to process this. I couldn’t force her to come to terms with it.

My ears pricked up and I heard voices outside.

“I don’t understand! What happened to them? They were strong enough to fight this,” she wailed.

“Mila!” I snapped. I grabbed her and pulled her down so we were crouching near a broken window. I put my hand over her mouth. “Shh, listen. There are people outside, they might tell us more. But you need to calm down.”

I felt Mila swallow and she nodded against my hand.

Slowly, I released her mouth but I kept my arm around her, pinned against me as we listened. If we were going to find out what happened here, we had to collect all the information we could.

Mila sighed and relaxed against me.

Smirking, I brushed her cheek with my fingers. “Good girl.”

It was good to know that she could snap out of an emotional haze and be calm when it was required.

I eased my arm around her waist and lifted my head just enough to peer over the broken window. I didn’t think these memory people could see us. It wasn’t like we could change the past in a dream. We were just observing.

Of course, that was just a theory.

There were two burly, greasy shifters outside. They were searching the dead bodies, stripping them of valuables, and stuffing their treasures in sacks.

I sniffed and shook my head.

“Disgusting,” I muttered.

window. She gasped

tattoo

was missing an eye and his face was covered in a scraggly,

the f**k would she have hidden it? We searched the mansion and all the dead bodies… So, where is it?”

possible to… entice her to talk. But that b***h won’t say

one-eye asked gruffly. He kicked one of the bodies

it

off a dead body and held it out

nice ring,” tattoo-face

off the severed hand and

they had no problem defiling

She

wasn’t the time to

b***h was stubborn. Is it true they cut off both her arms and

did,” one-eye said,

still

pain. I couldn’t believe it! There I was, watching them cut into her. The interrogators were having so much fun, I really wanted to

me, Mila tensed and I saw

with her before her limbs were cut off. You know, get in on that f**k action. It’s not often

been a nice ass to get my hands on…

frowned and

She

could stop her, Mila roared and

raced after her as she picked up a sword lying

at the air, Mila roared and

YOU, YOU BASTARDS!” she shouted, the sword flailing

I called after

was out

charging. Her arms dropped to her sides and the sword

put

You can’t change it, you

She tried to

her entire body sagged and she

listen,” I said, putting my arm around

know, if she’s too tore up to be pleasurable, I

paper white again and I squeezed

That’s a f*****g child!” one-eye

But children grow up. She might have her mother’s looks,

right now,” one-eye growled. He grabbed his crotch

might have information. Little kids see things, you

why her brutal mother

picking through the dead bodies and stripping them of their

you

b***h, she’s f*****g ruthless! I heard she burnt the little witch

own daughter?” tattoo-face asked, looking

Apparently, she thought it would protect her