Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 715

Chapter 60 : A Moment of Relief

*Soren*

I lounged on the cot, propping my head up with my arm. Mila peeled my bandage off and I watched her movements as she unwrapped the bandage.

A small frown forced her lips down as she looked over the leg.

“Soren, it has been three days. Your wounds aren’t healing. Why is that?” Mila asked.

Eros had given me that putrid smelling poultice three days ago and the bleeding had stopped. The wounds hadn’t scabbed over or begun to heal. Mila was checking every day and whenever that little frown touched her lips, I knew what was on her mind.

Sighing, I shrugged and nudged her with my leg. “Maybe I’m just getting old.”

Mila rolled her eyes. “Stop making it sound like nothing. This isn’t nothing… aren’t you concerned at all?”

“Sure,” I said, shrugging again.

Mila narrowed her eyes at me. “Why do I not believe you?”

“Mila, my concern is about you running away again, especially while I’m sick,” I said, sighing.

I was surprised she’d stuck around as long as she had. Why hadn’t she run off yet? The question lingered in my mind. She’d always taken any moment when my guard was down to run off.

Instead, she stayed here with me and looked after me like a nursemaid.

“You… You’re not gonna take this seriously, are you?” she asked, shaking her head and glaring at me.

I chuckled and winked at her. She sounded almost concerned and I wanted to keep hearing that tone in her voice. The only way to do that was to keep teasing her.

“Would you prefer it if I cried about my wounds? There isn’t a whole lot else I can do,” I pointed out.

Mila stared at me blankly. She shook her head and scoffed.

I nudged her again with my leg, trying to get her to smile. It was fun teasing her and seeing how she would react. Sometimes, it seemed like she wasn’t prepared for my teasing, even though she should have been. I had done it enough by this point.

She seemed determined to stick with me until she was certain I was fully healed. I wouldn’t deny that I liked her playing nurse for me and I was happy to have a reason for her not to run off on her own again.

Whenever her eyes flickered with worry and a little frown touched her lips, my heart jumped.

I knew it wasn’t the most productive thought to have, but I hoped that it would take a while for my wounds to heal so that she’d keep looking after me. Perhaps, she might develop enough softness to stop running from me.

If nothing else, I could enjoy her “special treatment” a bit longer.

“You’re a piece of work,” she muttered, rolling her eyes. She put a fresh bandage on my leg, even though it wasn’t bleeding anymore.

Since the wounds were still open, it made sense to keep them covered so bacteria couldn’t get inside.

“You need more rest. Stop teasing and playing and focus on getting better,” she chastised.

Mila tossed her hair over her shoulder and left the tent.

I watched her

couldn’t always gauge how she was going to react and that was part of what inspired me to tease her.

of water to the collapsible camping table in my tent. She slammed

an eyebrow.

edge of the table, her back to me. Sighing, she bowed her head and opened her backpack.

to the edge of my cot. Without a word,

asked, picking up the

aunt Helen. I’m not sure which. But it is a spell book that

“Okay…”

in a language I can’t read but I know you can. Can you take a look and see if there is anything about that

bounced my eyebrows and grinned.

she asked, creasing

this and run away or sell it to someone else?” I asked, sticking my

brain, or did you fall out of

I haven’t fallen out of my cot because you’ve been in it with

reddened and she turned away

Whenever she blushed, it was so sweet and innocent, a pure expression of her emotions. I loved seeing it and it made me feel like some

don’t care about that. Your life is more important than what

absently started fluffing my

like that. It was subtle, but she’d let her guard

only time I’d seen that before was when I had her

shook those thoughts

had never trusted anyone in her whole life. She’d rather lick her own wounds than accept help from anyone else. I knew that was how she protected herself.

Not this time…

book could have been seen as repayment for taking poison for her. But saying that she cared about me more than the fate of the book… That was genuine and real. It was the first real thing I think she ever

have real feelings for

to let go of my past. No matter how many times I told myself,

was a hidden part of me that didn’t know whether I would ever be loved again or that I’d ever be worthy of love again. Was I worthy enough

was the matter of what happened in the cave when I smelled her wolf for the first time, and how I’d sensed her when I was trying

that been the mate bond? I didn’t think I had a mate

Until recently…

it just false hope that the Moon Goddess cooked up for me as my punishment? Was

Thoughts

pressured her too much or clung too

my eyes to her and saw the dark shadow of disappointment lingering. It

could be one of them. It might give more information about the poison, or a better antidote to get your

through my

edge of the cot, her eyes never leaving my face

I was used

sections. The first section was a plant directory that had drawn images

nettle plant that was similar to the one that stung me but the

salves, potions, teas, and the like. But there were several others that were more sinister. Poisons and potions that could do horrible things like blind people

recipes were common household plants. But when combined in

was far too powerful

final section of the book was made up of handwritten spells that

through enough to get a good

book and pushed it

you find anything?” she