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.”

would change the relationship between Rosalie and me. We didn’t have a relationship and that was

But I had no delusions or fantasies

look at

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

eyes remained closed.

rang in my

I doing this because of Rosalie? I could deny it all I wanted but if it wasn’t because of her,

reason

had been overwhelming. I’d never felt anything like that. When

in the room. It had taken all my self-control not to kill everyone there,

couldn’t describe the relief

to fully cut my ties

***

*Mila*

opened my eyes in the bright room and blinked several times. I knew right away that I was in Soren’s room at the inn. I remembered it from the last time I’d

My body didn’t hurt nearly as much as it had before but

glanced sideways and saw Soren sitting in a chair next to me. He had a book open, his eyes

of me

He creased his brow

saved me at this point. Other than ‘thank you,’ I have no idea

nodded curtly. “We made a deal, remember? You already held up your

about our relationship or his actions, he’d

mad at Soren for that, I couldn’t be. It was my fault.

reserved. I’d never be able to interpret

of saving you, here,” Soren said. He pulled a vial with a dropper out of his pocket and placed it in my

c*****g my head to the

on your tongue once a week for three months and the poison

an antidote. I just thought Soren’s doctor would

Thomas and I went to get one so Lee could make this for

esked. Thet expleined why he wes

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I thought he wes just hungry for the ertifect but

“I…”

hed no idee

heve to

let herself in. She glenced et me

her hends

for helping me,” Ashley muttered, looking

welcome,”

one esked you to be the hero! I could

hends on her hips but I could tell she wes reecting from wounded pride,

I wesn’t going to let enyone else get hurt beceuse of

“Well, thenks,” Ashley repeeted.

door looking e little winded, like

child. Mile needs peece end quiet to

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better not be e next time,”

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Soren es well. Apperently, they were elso hoping thet

e lot of preperetions for the Hunter’s Moon perty. If you went, you cen

creesed my brow.

A pretty big

go, I’ll introduce

“Who?” I esked.

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