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

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

flap opened and Mila came back in. She didn’t look at me but she brought a bottle of water to the collapsible camping table in my tent. She slammed the bottle down, water sloshing

an

bowed her

the edge of my cot. Without a word, she dropped the item into my

this?” I asked, picking up

behind by my mother or my aunt Helen. I’m not sure which. But it is a spell book that might have information about the plant that poisoned you,” she said, tapping the

“Okay…”

can’t read but I know you can. Can you take a look and see if there is

bounced my eyebrows and grinned. “Do you

you mean?” she asked,

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

to your brain, or did you fall out of the cot and hit your

cot because you’ve been in it with me every

cheeks reddened and she turned

smirked triumphantly. Whenever she blushed, it was so sweet and innocent, a pure expression of her emotions. I loved seeing it

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

back and absently started fluffing my

her to open up like that. It was subtle, but she’d

only time I’d seen that before was when

shook

was how she protected herself. No

Not this time…

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

have real

my past. No matter how many times I told myself, Payne, and Thomas that I was over it, I wasn’t sure

or that I’d ever be worthy of love again. Was I worthy enough for

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

mate bond? I didn’t think I had a mate

Until recently…

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

Thoughts of Mila and her trusting gesture raced through my

wasn’t my mate and I pressured her too much or

her and saw the dark shadow of disappointment lingering. It was like she regretted what she

nettle could be one of them. It might give more information about the

through my

of the cot, her eyes never leaving my

than I was used

was split into sections. The first section was a plant directory that had drawn images of plants, their names, properties, uses, and adverse effects.

of a nettle plant that was similar to the one

lot of them were healing salves, potions, teas, and the like. But there were several others that

were common household

This book was

book was made up of handwritten spells that

I flipped through enough

closed the book

find