Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 793

Chapter 793

CHAPTER 4 : THERE’S SOMETHING ABOUT HER

*Jared*

There was a point in my life when returning from a bounty hunt was met with raucous abandonment. Parties were held for days, drinks seemed bottomless, and the celebrations were lively and unending, at least until our crew had to set off again.

It wasn’t like that now, at least not for me. I felt the strain of what had been a two-week long journey just to locate the man we’d been paid to kill as I sat down at my desk in my study, letting the fatigue inch its way up my legs.

I was young. It shouldn’t be this way. But I was on borrowed time. I’d gone too hard, done too much. Rescuing Eliza, who clearly believed she did not need saving, hadn’t made things easier, that was for damn sure.

We’d only been home for three days and already she was making a name for herself. Miriam had nothing but good things to say about her, and the other servants and maids I employed in my house seemed to love her, if not slightly fear her. I’d only seen her a few times since we’d returned, and all in passing. She was social, well-mannered, and aimed to please.

But not when it came to me.

There was something about her that made me tense with suspicion. There was something in that blue-green gaze of hers that cut me to my soul. It was a constant, silent challenge of violence if I even looked at her the wrong way. But I couldn’t help myself.

I’d run into her this morning on my way to the kitchen to pick up a quick breakfast before meeting Archer and Brandt for training. She’d been leaning on the kitchen counter, chatting amiably with Giselle, a young black-haired woman who was the house gossip.

Eliza hadn’t even looked in my direction when I entered the room. Her body didn’t go rigid with fear. She simply went on, talking loudly about men and their “swelling egos,” her eyes flicking in my direction for a fraction of a second before turning back to Giselle.

Eliza herself wasn’t a threat to the safety of my people and my crew.

But that mouth was going to be a problem.

“Well, I like her,” Archer mused as he flopped down on the couch in my study. He crossed his legs, his ankle resting on his opposite knee. “I’ve never heard a woman cuss like that before.”

crew,” Brandt added, his eyes slowly meeting mine. I gave him

hand over his hair, alluding to the wild, unruly mess of thick brown curls she didn’t even try to keep contained. “She’s a riot. I

clutched the coffee cup tight enough to cause a small crack to form along its base, but I hid it from the two men sitting across the room from me. I’d almost washed the memory of the breeder auction from my mind–almost. Things like that tend

used

father, perhaps? But where could she even be from?

don’t know, Archer,” I ground out, tapping my fingers on my desk. Brandt was unusually quiet tonight, so I turned my attention to him, raising my brows as I

she ran away from home,” he

bad thought, actually,” Archer nodded, stretching his arms across the back of the couch. “Look, Jared. All I know

began, but

but she’s a gossip. She doesn’t have that look in her eyes, you know?

every move we make, and everything we say,” I began, leaning back in my

“Yes, exactly!”

head. “If she’s a spy, then she’s a

speculate, their words dancing around the snug room and ricocheting off the

based on what little I knew about her at all, the most logical explanation to her state and behavior. That, or she was an educated, high ranking member of some affluent pack overseen by the Alpha King himself, and someone would

Aeris,” I said without

me, his

ledger from the pile of books

take her with

That would make her his property.” The words tasted like acid against my tongue. It was true, however, and I was not in a position to put my

narrowed in anger and suspicion. We’d taken in women like Eliza before. We’d given them a

have them looking here, not when half of our men have bounties

crossed his arms, but nodded in reluctant agreement. Brandt, on the other hand, was staring blankly at the sheet

Archer said hotly. I shrugged, tapping my fingers on the sketch I’d been

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