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.

looking over the window.

men had an unusual tattoo on his face.

his face was covered in a scraggly, gray

have hidden it? We searched the mansion and all the dead

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

asked gruffly. He kicked one of the

it is shiny and fancy looking,”

dead body and

nice ring,” tattoo-face agreed with

snapped the finger off the severed hand and pocketed

artifact, and they had no problem defiling dead bodies and stealing from the dead to get

Her face was pale. She

wasn’t the

stubborn. Is it true they cut off both her arms and legs to

sure did,” one-eye said, licking his

still

a peep. She barely even grunted in pain. I couldn’t believe it! There I was, watching them cut into her. The interrogators were having

Mila tensed and I saw her fists

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

get my hands on… too

frowned and

eyes were bloodshot, nostrils flaring. She

roared and ran out the front

up

air,

BASTARDS!” she shouted, the sword

called after

out of my

charging. Her arms dropped to her sides and the

her side and put a hand on

figments here, remember? Ghosts… This has already happened. You can’t change it, you can’t influence it,” I

tried to punch him and her

sagged

listen,” I said, putting my

to be pleasurable, I heard she has a daughter,” tattoo-face said through

paper white again and I

man. That’s a f*****g

children grow up. She might have her mother’s looks, and all her limbs,” tattoo-face

something. But not anything that helps right now,” one-eye

kids see things, you know?”

something, which is why her brutal mother made sure she’d

through the dead bodies and stripping them

do you mean,

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

tattoo-face asked,

protect her or something,”