Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 795

Chapter 6 : I Need That Map "I asked you,"

he growled, taking a heavy step toward me, "a question."

"Your laundry," I replied casually, waving my hand toward the basket on the couch.

"You never mentioned you were a historian-"

"This room is off limits," he said, cutting me off.

Well, this wouldn't do.

I wasn't even close to finished looking through his treasure trove. He stopped short of me, crossing his arms over his chest.I did the same, mimicking his stance, even though my heart was thundering.

"If you didn't want anyone in here, you should have locked the door," I said tartly.

His steely expression didn't change, but I saw the flash behind his eyes and the way the corner of his mouth twitched with some unsaid, cutting remark.

‘Try me; I thought.

‘I've dealt with worse than you.He said nothing further, but I held his gaze.

"I have no idea where anything is in this house, let alone your room," I continued.

"It's a maze.Whoever built it should be ashamed of themselves."

"You have quite a mouth on you for someone allowed to stay in my house by the graciousness-"

"Like I have a choice? You brought me here against my will."

I was suddenly seething, every moment of pain, fear, and fury bursting to the surface as I stared up at Jared.

"By the graciousness of your heart? Oh, please-"

"Would you have rather been a breeder? Or left behind to be tossed into a brothel?"

I bit down on the inside of my lip.

Okay, he was right about that.

However— "What right do you have to go snooping around in my private quarters? Do you not realize how fragile-"

"Of course I do,"

I snapped, shifting my weight as I extended a finger to point at one of the glass cases.

"I've never seen the Dias of Orian before.But, that’s a model, I'm sure.Likely cast in granite.Oh, and-"

I stepped past him, my shoulder brushing against his arm.

"This author's theories have been debunked repeatedly.But him-"

I pointed to a large, dust-covered book on a shelf above my head, the title barely visible because of wear and age.

"His theories about the movement of the packs through the northwestern hemisphere of Findali are legend, still to this day.No one has been able to prove him wrong.But you only have volume one in your collection.Volume two covers..."

I trailed off, meeting his gaze.His mouth was slightly ajar, his eyes narrowed into slits as I let my arms drop to my sides.He was shocked, that was Clear, and I'd stupidly given too much of myself away.I didn't know what to do, so I curtsied and started for the door.

"Wait a f*****g minute," he rasped, and I halted.

"Who are you?"

"Eliza-"

"I know your name," he said with obvious annoyance.

knitted my fingers together, turning to face

took a step toward me, his head

are you? A

I were a

wouldn't willingly tell you, now would I?" He arched his brows at me, and I realized he was not used to being talked to in such a way,

read," I said, hoping this was

"And you have books."

dumb.It doesn't suit

a skilled seamstress."He pursed his lips.I waited for his response, but none came.I eyed

library. I keep it stocked for the servants to use as much as

reached the door and opened it, my hand gripping the

said, his tone of voice giving me

I catch you in here again,

promise?" I said, my chest tightening around the words as I looked at him over my shoulder. I had no idea why I'd

admit I was looking forward to his answer.He opened his mouth, then closed it again, but a spark of a challenge flashed behind

Eliza," he said firmly, but he lingered on my name

blood heated, and not

know nothing

twirled a lock

he's the boss, you

steam from the washing tubs as the water began to heat for today's laundry.I'd spent the entire night laying awake,

my fingers through a gaping hole in the sleeve of one of the shirts I was supposed to

get so tarnished? This is

was sitting across from me at the work table, said

her responsibilities in the kitchen, was happy

"Fighting," she said, matter-of-factly.

who are not

than rip their clothing to

heart tremendously. I grinned back, flushing with pride. I'd take the little wins, I

settling herself on a

their fists most of all I believe, then daggers and

and daggers?" I

her eyes flashing

"Why not as wolves?"

in these parts, you know.Sometimes wolves are at a

you mean by...much

back of my neck prickled to attention

me a look of

I've heard of elves

my mouth was hanging open in shock before I tried to stutter

say you were

asks with a laugh, giving Scarlett

waiting for my

I replied, unsure of how to answer the question

days to explain my connections and

kept their mouths tightly shut when it came to

to accept my incredibly vague answer, much to my relief, and they moved on

as I pulled the needle and thread through the shirt, my

kit for my sixth birthday, a little plastic board in the shape of a duck.I got bored of it within a few hours and gave up, chasing my brother down to the

existing seam of the sleeve

stocked," Giselle said over my frustrated

brings new books back from his trips… romance,

like

Scarlett both gasped, looking both shocked and

"What do you mean?"

Giselle pressed.

do you read,

I stuttered,

thought of the Architects Digest that was sitting on my desk back in New Dianny, untouched and still in

non-fiction, things related to, well, lore and

Giselle said,