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

she was going to react and that was part of what inspired me to tease her. I liked her

she brought a bottle of water to the collapsible camping table in my tent. She slammed the bottle down, water sloshing over

an

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

edge of my cot. Without a word,

I asked, picking

was left behind by my mother or my aunt Helen. I’m not sure which. But it is a spell book that might have information

“Okay…”

Can you take a look and see if there is anything about that

my eyebrows and grinned. “Do you trust

she

sell it to someone else?” I asked, sticking my tongue

that poison get to your brain, or did you fall out of the cot

of my cot because you’ve been in it

cheeks reddened and she turned away

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

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

and absently started fluffing

like that. It was subtle, but she’d let her guard down and shown me a real glimpse of

seen that before was when I had her writhing beneath

I shook those thoughts

whole life. She’d rather lick her own wounds than accept help from anyone else. I knew that was how she protected herself. No matter how much I’d done for her, she was always trying to “repay” me or thinking she owed me

Not this time…

But saying that she cared about me more than the fate of the book… That was genuine and real. It was the first real

real

tried to let go of my past. No matter how

didn’t know whether I would ever be loved again or that I’d ever

wolf for the first time, and how I’d sensed her

didn’t think I had a mate and I’d seen nothing to make me think that Mila was

Until recently…

up for me as my punishment? Was this just to remind me of the mistakes I’d made

book in my lap. Thoughts of Mila and

she wasn’t my mate and I pressured her too much or clung too much, would that

lifted my eyes to her and saw the dark shadow of disappointment lingering. It was like she regretted what she said because I’d taken too long to

through it. There are all kinds of plants in there and the stinging nettle could be

the thoughts running through my head and I flipped the

of the cot, her eyes never leaving my face as I read through the first few

than I was used to but I could make

directory that had drawn images of plants, their names,

an image of a nettle plant that was similar to the one that stung me but the poisonous effects didn’t match

of the book was herbal recipes. A lot of them were healing salves, potions, teas, and the like. But there

recipes were common household plants. But when combined in the right way,

my eyes at the pages. This book was far too powerful to

book was made up of handwritten spells

all but I flipped through enough

the book and pushed

you find anything?” she