Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 699

Chapter 46 : It Was Over

The men all froze, Chandler stopped near the door, just before leaving.

“What the hell was that!?” he snarled, looking at the others.

They all shrugged and looked at each other in confusion.

For the moment, I was free of their torture and I took a few deep breaths, trying to settle myself. I still felt so much pain but my body was running on adrenaline. Whatever was going on, this was my chance to escape while they were distracted.

I started working on the knots that had me bound.

“Get out there! See what the f**k is going on!” Chandler demanded, pointing to the door. He stepped out of their way.

One-eye, tattoo-face, and the others rushed to the door. Just as they reached it, the door flew inward with a huge blast. It crashed into Single Eye and the other wolves. They all fell to the ground like dominos, groaning and writhing in pain.

Chandler was far away from the attack and just stood there, staring.

I glanced around quickly trying to make sense of this. My mind reeled, my vision blurred from tears and weariness. But when newcomers flooded through the door, my heart soared.

Soren, Payne, Thomas, and a bunch of others, swooped in and immediately started fighting.

“Mila!” Soren’s voice called.

“I-I’m here,” I croaked.

Suddenly, he was beside me. He knelt down and looked me over quickly. He looked a little pale as his eyes roamed over me. What had happened to him?

I wanted to ask but his eyes fell on the ropes binding my hands and feet. Soren’s nostrils flared and rage exploded in his eyes.

Roaring, he launched himself at Chandler and shoved him into the nearest wall. They began fighting.

Thomas, Payne, and the others were gaining the upper hand against Chandler’s stunned wolves. As soon as Thomas stepped in to take over the fight with Chandler, Soren returned to me.

He pulled a knife out and cut the ropes on my legs and arms. Immediately, he scooped me into his arms and pressed his forehead against mine.

“Are you okay? What did Chandler do to you?” he murmured, stroking my tangled, messy hair.

I shook my head and trembled in his grasp. How was it possible that he was here? I hoped this wasn’t some cruel dream or fantasy. Gripping Soren’s shirt with one hand, I lifted a shaking arm and pointed to one-eye.

“April died,” I whispered. “But he…”

“Shhh, shh,” Soren soothed. He hugged me against his strong chest.

I shook my head. “He is one of them.”

Soren’s eyes widened and he nodded. He ran his fingers down my face and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. I knew he understood what I was trying to tell him.

“Do you want him dead?” Soren asked.

I nodded slowly. “I’m going to kill him.”

Soren kissed my forehead again. Gently, he placed me on the floor. I could feel his reluctance as he pulled his arms from around me.

I didn’t want him to let me go. His arms were warm and safe. They’d protect me. But I was too sore to pull him back.

Soren looked at April’s body. I saw the horror in his eyes as he could see the damage done to her and that her clothes were shredded. I didn’t want to look at her anymore so I kept my eyes on Soren’s face.

He became very still. His face a stone mask. He looked tense, like a spring ready to go aff at any moment. Stiffly, silently, he stood up and took his jacket off. Respectfully, he lay his jacket over April’s naked body.

My heart softened a little, seeing that gesture of respect. Tears pricked my eyes again but I held them back this time. There would be a time to grieve for April.

Thomas and Payne were still fighting Chandler. All the others had been incapacitated or were still suffering injuries from the explosion.

Soren walked right by them. He really trusted them to handle Chandler.

fight but Thomas and Payne had a lot of strength. I knew that they would be able to handle Chandler while Soren took care of

as Soren went over to the one eyed wolf. He snarled and lifted his

hit when the door exploded. He was

“Are you after

at me. “Did he hit you?” he

I gently touched my bruised cheek, showing Soren what he’d

as he looked down at my

foul language cut off as

as all his fingers, knuckles, and hand bones broke. Soren dug his boot in deeper and twisted it

hand, the

clutched his broken,

kill me like a f*****g man, not some limp weasel!” he

He whispered

like a man. To me, you aren’t a man and don’t deserve a man’s death. Quick and easy is too good

“Argghh!” Chandler groaned.

Payne shoving Chandler to the floor, subduing him. Payne tied a rope around him like a

and they remained close

Soren. The only thing I cared about was witnessing

won’t need these anymore…” Soren kicked one-eye

saw his pants bleed through with

better than me!” he cried, snarling, spitting, and cursing as he clutched his damaged groin. “You’re going to pay

now… not with your

me! You’ll bend over for that t**t and do her killing for her!” one-eye shouted, pointing right at me.

you heard the same threats from the people you’ve tortured and the women you’ve assaulted? Has it

snarled and hissed. He didn’t answer with

said darkly, “I bet it didn’t. Why

at Soren. He snarled, nostrils flaring, spit flying from his lips

to do anything to him but it was still gratifying to watch. Now he could crawl and cower on the floor in

twisted his wrist, cetching light on the blede of

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over his shoulder

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“But I…”

up his hend. “Shhh. This isn’t your

burden,” I insisted, trying to stey strong by holding onto my

I slumped egeinst the well. I could berely reise

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the knife ecross the

“Pleese…”

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before Soren wes stending between me end the deed body. His hulking form kept me from seeing the worst of

deed. The men thet killed my peck,

wolves burst in. They swermed

eppeered, they ell

shouted, jumping to his

cetch up to him,” Soren

now,” Thomes seid, clepping Peyne on the shoulder. The two