Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 721

Chapter 66 : The Harvest Festival

It wasn’t hard to find the festival. Before we even got into the main city, I could hear the sounds of music and happy chatter.

“Come on, come on. We need to hurry,” Ashley said, hurrying forward. “We’re going to miss all the good stuff.”

We rounded the corner to the main street and I stopped, my jaw dropping open.

The street was filled with vendors selling snacks and all kinds of things from exotic clothes to pottery and ceramics, and jewelry.

There were people playing music in the streets and dancing. String lights with paper lanterns on them were hung across the streets.

It was so vibrant, colorful, and full of life. I looked this way and that. Everywhere I looked, I saw more shiny, colorful things that caught my eye.

Ashley was already trying on a fancy scarf from one of the vendors.

This was a harvest festival? I thought there would be more associations with harvests but everyone just seemed to be celebrating and having a good time.

“What do you think of this scarf?” Ashley asked me, striking a dramatic pose.

I giggled and Ashley immediately paid the vendor and kept the scarf for herself. She went on to the next vendor, looking at jewelry.

“Payne, can you carry this for me?” Ashley asked, tossing Payne her new scarf while she held a necklace up to her neck and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Payne sighed and took the necklace that Ashley handed him. He rolled his eyes but I could tell that despite his frustrated look, he was happy to be helping his sister.

Soren seemed off in his own world. He was looking around but he didn’t seem all that interested in shopping. I think he was watching some of the street performers but it was hard to tell.

I stayed close to Ashley and when she was done looking at jewelry, she looped her arm through mine and dragged me to the next vendor.

“Awe, look how adorable this ceramic wolf is,” Ashley said, holding up the small figurine.

“It is really cute but do you need it?” I asked, smiling nervously. I ran my finger along the edge of a nice ceramic pot.

Part of me wanted to find a present for Soren but I didn’t know what to get for him in a place like this. I didn’t have the money to spend on a lot of nice things and I figured anything Soren would like would be too expensive.

“Okay, I don’t need the dog. Come here, check out these pieces,” she said, dragging me to the next jewelry vendor.

I picked up a few pendants and rings, looking them over. Then I caught a price tag and immediately put it down. Yeah, those were definitely outside my budget!

Still, I had fun looking at all the unique vendors. Ashley’s enthusiasm was contagious. She wanted to look at everything and touch everything. She even grabbed several snacks and let me try them.

All the festival food was delicious!

“Hey! Hey!” someone shouted in the street up ahead.

around the raised voices. I tried to

Clatter!

streets but I couldn’t see what it was. Ashley grabbed my arm and tried

on over

came over to

get out of here,” Soren

“Shouldn’t we see…”

guards ran through the crowd, pushing people aside as they moved into the area where the commotion

like this happened before?” someone in the

He pushed his master…

is

whole batch of slaves

with

looked at Soren,

us. “How is slave trading still legal in

Harvest

I

slaves. As a result, their masters aren’t that nice to

was legal anywhere,” Ashley

bowed my head. If

hand to their slave master, they can be sentenced to death or whatever punishment their master decides. Seeing as they are criminals, no one cares,” Payne told

suppose that makes me feel a little better,” Ashley said,

or not, I didn’t like anyone

A deep, male baritone bellowed through the crowd. “You bastards! How many times do we have to say it? We’re not

say, didn’t you know

through the crowd. “Let me go! You have no right to me! I’m not a criminal, a rogue, or a slave! I don’t belong to

me, clearly picking up on my mood. These men were being treated wrong, slaves, criminals, or whoever they

and I couldn’t stop it. My whole life, I’d been nothing but a slave to my foster mother. She’d used me

me or clothed me. If I ever raised my voice, I’d get beaten. And I was warned that if I disobeyed Norwind once I was

I fought

“No,” I whispered.

and the others

Soren called

through the onlookers. There were three men in the center of a circle of guards. They slowly circled around the men like they were vultures. Two of the men were pinned

of

out blood and glared at the security guards.

have been the slave trader who the slaves had struck. They’d hit him

was huffing and puffing, spitting and cursing. He ran over to the two

shuddered. The slave trader

dare to hit me! I’m your f*****g master, your god! You can’t raise a fist to me, bastard.

kept