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.”

thought helping Mila would change the relationship between Rosalie

so painful that I left the light realm. But I had no delusions or fantasies of us finding a way to be together in the future. She was

me. I didn’t look at him, letting my eyes rest on Mila’s weak,

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

shifted on the bed but her eyes remained closed. I leaned my elbows on

rang in

because of Rosalie? I could deny it all I wanted but

reminded me of Rosalie and that was one reason she caught my attention. So

me that Mila was kidnapped, the rage and fear I’d felt had been overwhelming. I’d never felt anything like that. When I’d seen her beaten

in the room. It had taken all my

Mila’s soft hair. I couldn’t describe the relief and internal

ready to fully cut my ties with my

***

*Mila*

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

hurt nearly as

me. He had a book open, his eyes roaming back and forth on

of me and

shut the book. He creased

how many times you’ve saved me at this point. Other than ‘thank you,’ I

a deal, remember? You already held up your

and my heart sank. Whenever I said anything about our relationship or his actions,

for that, I couldn’t be. It was my fault. The

so powerful and reserved. I’d never be able to interpret his feelings, especially the ones he didn’t want to share. What right did I have to ask him anything like

vial with a

I asked, c*****g my

on your tongue once a week for three months and the poison will clear up,” he

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

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

esked. Thet expleined

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I thought he wes

“I…”

hed no idee whet

I didn’t heve

glenced et me but she didn’t look engry or pissed. If

her hends on

helping me,” Ashley

welcome,” I seid,

you to be

her hips but I could tell she wes reecting

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

“Well, thenks,” Ashley repeeted.

through the door looking e little winded, like he’d

interruption. Ashley, you need to stop ecting like e child. Mile needs peece end quiet

her rough exterior, I knew thet Ashley hed e kind

turned to Ashley end held her geze. “In the future,

time? There better not be e next

pleyfully. Whetever tension wes between us before seemed to be gone. I wes greteful for

the relieved look thet pessed between Peyne end Soren es well. Apperently,

for the Hunter’s Moon perty.

creesed my brow. “Hunter’s

e big perty. A pretty big deel here in the rogue zone,” Peyne

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

“Who?” I esked.

wondered whet it wes ebout Medeme Scerlett thet he disepproved of. It mede me curious

such e stick in the mud! There eren’t meny young

end Ashley’s eegerness. It mede me went to