Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 700

Chapter 47 : I Would Love to Go

*Soren*

We got Mila back to the inn and I stayed beside her, waiting for her to wake up. Dr. Lee examined her and assured me that she hadn’t been sexually assaulted and that she should make a full recovery, physically. He also assured me the poison hadn’t spread too far.

But she was still asleep. I didn’t know why and I wasn’t taking my eyes off of her until I knew for sure that she was going to be okay.

Lee set her up with an IV to keep her hydrated and nourish her since she was so malnourished from her captivity.

I pulled a chair up beside the bed and held a book in my lap, my eyelids drooping repeatedly. Every time my eyes closed, I opened them quickly and bobbed awake.

Knock. Knock.

I looked to the door as Thomas let himself in.

“Soren, you look like ass,” Thomas said.

Grunting, I closed my book and set it aside.

“Thanks?” I asked.

“You’ve got to get some rest, man. First, you nearly drain yourself of blood, then rush off to save Mila before fully recovering. You haven’t slept for more than two days. Do you think you’re still in your twenties?” Thomas chastised.

“I’m fine,” I muttered. I rubbed the back of my neck.

“You don’t look fine, and it definitely doesn’t smell fine in here.” Thomas waved a hand in front of his face. “When was the last time you showered?”

“Are you here to be constructive or just insult me?” I growled.

Thomas smirked. “Alpha, can I say something?”

“Only if you stop calling me that,” I growled, sighing heavily.

After all the years we’d known each other, Thomas wasn’t just my Beta. Or, would have been my Beta if I’d accepted my role as Alpha. He was my best friend.

I knew him as well as I knew myself and he wouldn’t be so serious if he wasn’t actually concerned about me.

Like me, Thomas valued freedom. He didn’t like being tied down, which is why he never bugged me about going back and becoming an Alpha. He didn’t urge me to settle down or take on more responsibility.

Out of everyone else in my life, Thomas understood me and wouldn’t speak out against me or my choices unless he had a real reason to object.

“Go ahead,” I said with a sigh.

“I know I was excited by the prospect of you finding your mate and settling down but… I have to agree with everyone else on this one. This girl is trouble. If she is your mate, I understand why you want to do these things for her but… is she?”

I pursed my lips and leaned back in the chair. “Honestly, I don’t know…”

“You don’t know?” Thomas asked, arching an eyebrow.

“No, I don’t,” I repeated.

“Heh. That means she isn’t. Otherwise, you would have felt the matebond by now. So, she’s not your mate… but do you love her or are you falling for her?” he pressed.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes.

Thomas wasn’t usually this forward and insistent with me. Our relationship almost always revolved around teasing each other and having fun. If he was being so serious and confrontational, then he had true concerns about what was going on with me and Mila.

I could guess why he was concerned but I wanted to hear it from him first.

Thomas sighed and bowed his head. “She’s not your mate. You’re not in love with her. Why the hell are you doing all of this?”

“I don’t know what to tell you,” I said, shrugging.

Thomas’s jaw dropped and he just stared at me. “Soren, I know that she bears a certain resemblance to Rosalie but you’ve done enough for her. Saving her isn’t going to win you Rosalie.”

claims. There had never been a moment where I thought helping Mila would change the relationship between Rosalie and me. We didn’t have a relationship and that was

But I had no delusions or fantasies of us finding a way to be together

me. I didn’t look at him, letting my eyes

at the bar. See you around, man,” Thomas said. He tossed me a

on the bed but her eyes remained closed. I leaned my elbows on the soft mattress and watched

rang in my

all I wanted but if it wasn’t because of her, then

Rosalie and that was one reason she

felt anything like that. When I’d seen her beaten and tied up,

in the room. It had taken all my

soft hair. I couldn’t describe the relief and internal peace I felt at having her safe

to fully cut my ties with my own past,

***

*Mila*

that I was in Soren’s room at the inn. I remembered it from the last time I’d woken up there from

it. My body didn’t hurt nearly as much as it had before but the mattress was definitely

and saw Soren sitting in a chair next to me. He had a book

me and

up and shut the book. He

at this point. Other than ‘thank you,’ I have no idea what to say. It

deal, remember? You already held up your

said anything about our relationship or his actions, he’d bring up the deal again. I was nothing but a

for that, I couldn’t be. It was

cared about me. Soren was so powerful and reserved. I’d never be able to interpret his

He pulled a vial with a dropper

I asked, c*****g my head

for your Blackfire poisoning. You’ll have to put three drops on your tongue once a week for three months and

I didn’t even know there was an antidote. I

creates the antidote. Thomas and I went to get one so

esked. Thet expleined

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thought he wes just hungry for the ertifect

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didn’t heve to

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Ashley rubbed her hends on her

you know, for helping me,” Ashley muttered, looking

You’re welcome,” I

esked you to be the hero!

her hends on her hips but I could tell she wes reecting from wounded pride, not

to let enyone else get hurt beceuse of me,” I seid. I thought of April

“Well, thenks,” Ashley repeeted.

the door looking e little

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held her geze. “In

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for the Hunter’s Moon perty. If

my brow.

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go, I’ll introduce you to Medeme Scerlett,” Ashely

“Who?” I esked.

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