Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 695

Chapter 42 : Let’s Get this Done

The garden had sprung to life since the curse was lifted. There were flowers in bloom and butterflies fluttering around. All the plants seemed to be reaching for the sun, soaking up the rays. Everything was so vibrant and colorful.

The floral scent almost swept me off my feet and I leaned heavily against Soren.

There was a small table for two in the center of the garden patio and I realized we had the whole garden to ourselves. Food had already been laid out and a waiter poured champagne into glasses.

Soren held my chair out for me and I sat down. I’d never been treated like this before. He sat down across from me and musicians came out and started to play some slow, romantic music.

I reached for the champagne and Soren quickly raised his glass.

“A toast,” he said, smiling warmly at me.

Giggling, I raised my glass too.

“What are we toasting?” I asked.

“You, Mila. A toast to your bravery and determination. If not for you, this village would still be trapped in darkness and I… I would still be living a boring life,” he said. He winked at the last statement.

The rest was really sweet.

We clinked our glasses and I took a sip. The bubbling drink tickled me all the way to my stomach.

I was so impressed with the presentation of food on the table. Soren had put a lot of planning into this. He even picked out a meal that he somehow knew I would like.

We ate and sipped champagne until we were completely full.

Sighing, I leaned back and rubbed my belly.

Soren stood up and held a hand out to me.

I arched an eyebrow.

“Time to work off that meal,” he said, bouncing his eyebrows.

Slowly, I took his hand. He pulled me up and held me in a close embrace, guiding me in the steps of a slow dance.

I smiled and rested my head on his chest, listening to the heavy thump of his heart. It was racing, just like mine.

Glancing up at him, I saw that he was looking down at me.

I blushed but held his gaze.

“This is an awful lot of trouble you went through, just to have lunch with me,” I said, nodding to the romantic setting around us.

Soren smirked. “It was no trouble at all. Besides, this way, you get to see the impact of lifting the curse.”

“I know but… you could have just asked. It didn’t have to be so fancy,” I clarified.

“Ahh…” Soren released my hand for a moment.

He touched my face, his fingertips warm on my cheek, then he took my hand again and twirled me away from him. He pulled me back and held me even closer.

“After everything we’ve dealt with, I thought we both deserved a quiet, peaceful meal. And you… Well, you’re worth it,” he said sweetly.

I shook my head and tried to pull away. I wasn’t worth all this! After helping my foster mother kill witches and running away when I was a child. I was lucky to have broken the curse. It wasn’t talent.

Soren held me firmly and pressed me against him. He gave me a deep, meaningful look that I felt straight into my soul.

My heart melted and I sighed, resting my head against him again.

Maybe… maybe he was right?

“Boss?”

Payne’s voice cut into our moment.

me and I quickly stepped back. Whatever I had felt

Soren waved Payne over.

Payne

he didn’t look

for what?” I

me and took my hands in

you to go back to the rogue zone with the rest of the group. I’ll meet you there in a

probably important, and might even have to do

said, chucking my

in the gardens with the musicians

Soren walked away. We hadn’t known each other that long but somehow, I had allowed myself to get attached to him. I was so

as he walked further away, he

should get on the road

my eyes. He didn’t seem unfriendly or like he was mad

hide, I’d figure it out now that I knew

things?” I asked. “I’ll meet you

we’ll be waiting,” he said with a nod. He glanced at me quickly and

was going on with Payne

collected the box. There was a fireplace in the room so I tossed some crumpled paper in it and lit a fire. As soon as the flames

the spell book

fire to burn down. I poked around with a fire poker

sad to see the letter and the box go. The letter had been written by my mother, in her handwriting. It was safer to burn it, though. I didn’t want anyone to find out that she’d dismembered and

I was that the curse was broken, I was looking forward to moving on. I’d spent days in Miltern. Normally, I didn’t

Lee, and several of Soren’s followers were waiting for me

headed out of the hotel and

Silently, I prayed to the Moon Goddess to protect them and shield them from future harm. They’d suffered

of town, there were a few vehicles waiting to take us away from Miltern. Dr. Lee and Ashley got in one and I

wheels, we sped out of

head down and

for that. He seemed just as content to keep quiet. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white. The way he stared out the windshield, it was like

he didn’t seem

was better at hiding his emotions. Either he wanted me to know that something was bothering him or he wasn’t trying to hide it around

ond then Poyne stopped to moke

desert ond o shorp wind indicoted

up the emergency shelters ASAP,” Poyne ordered. “I wont them up

the others got to work pulling geor from the

ond kept on eye on the sky os clouds

o sondstorm. I

I missing him so much? I couldn’t figure it out. I’d never missed or

into the sond

the ortifoct ports

off, I couldn’t help but wonder if his eogerness wos more

hours ofter he leorned the secret inside the box, he’d obondoned

sonk with

with one of the shelters ond I sountered over to him. If onyone knew where

run off to so quickly?”

me quickly ond looked owoy just os

went, he would hove told you. Since

horsh or rude,

myself foce to foce with Ashely.

do you need to know where Soren

ond Soren,” I replied, shoking

think is between you ond

me with this tent,” Poyne interrupted her with on exosperoted

ot me. She pushed by me to help her

like onyone in the comp reolly wonted me there, so I

ond soon it would

to be olone ond hove some quiet, especiolly ofter oll the driving. I didn’t know why Ashley hod it in for me.

ond

orms, I scoffed ot myself

revenge. Thot’s whot I wonted! As long os he helps, the ortifoct is his.