Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 818

Chapter 29 : Inside Aeris’s Vault

*Eliza*

This was getting ridiculous.

I rolled over in bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling. This was the second time I’d slept through the day. My sleep schedule was all over the place. I was sure I’d missed out on something during the evening I spent glued to the mattress, especially since I woke to the sound of aggravated male voices whispering just outside my door.

I stepped out of bed, the muted green dress I was wearing now creased and wrinkled from sleep. I padded slowly to the door, leaning my ear against it.

“He’d be at one of the brothels in the city. Aeris wouldn’t be a man that… stay here–” Jared’s voice broke through the stillness of my room, his words slightly distorted by the door.

I threw open the door, much to the surprise of my murderous comrades, who snapped their necks to look at me.

“What’re you talking about?” I asked, stifling a yawn. “What did I miss? You really shouldn’t let me sleep like that. I know for a fact that none of you have qualms about just strolling into my room–” I tapered off, noticing the sharp expressions etched into each of the men’s faces. “What happened?”

I locked eyes with Jared. He looked… terrifying. My chest squeezed as I held his gaze, willing him to explain what the hell the matter was. But something behind his eyes told me I was better off not knowing. I fought the urge to go back into my room.

Jared broke from my gaze and motioned to Brandt.

“We’re going into town. Archer, stay with her. Keep the door locked.”

“What? Me?”

Jared shot Archer a dirty look, then walked away without glancing back in my direction even once.

“What the hell is going on?” I bristled as Archer took me gently by the elbow and led me back into my room.

He closed the door, locking it in place before crossing the room and picking up the heavy armchair near the fireplace. I gaped at him as he carried it over to the door as if it weighed nothing, then dropped it soundly against the threshold, sitting down with his long legs outstretched.

“Archer….”

use you as his breeder. Jared and Brandt are trying to find a way to get you out

folded in my lap. There was no teasing note in Archer’s voice, not a single shred of his usual mirth. He was serious. It sent a shiver down my spine as I slowly met his

from a trading vessel?”

talk

but nothing compared to that night. I could barely

shifted his weight, noticing how I was picking at my fingernails. A heavy silence settled over the room. Even the hearth, normally crackling with a warming fire, was

guarding you, but I can’t promise Aeris will let me into his vault, so you’ll be on your own for a little while.” Archer gripped his knees, fighting a smile. “You’ll need to be up to your

“I appreciate your confidence in my ability to play the game, Arch,

than you. You were meant to be one of

around Archer’s words. I was one of them. I was… theirs. And they were mine. They wouldn’t let Aeris have me, and in return, I was going

fought in Breles,” Archer said softly after several long minutes of silence. He seemed to be radiating pent-up energy, and I could tell he was disappointed Jared had made him stay behind with me while they were off doing whatever the hell they were doing. “I

spread across my face at the mention

I saw of your realm… the war camps, a destroyed city….” He tapered off, sighing

parents said… my dad and brother fought. I stayed home with

didn’t know you had siblings,” he said, a hint of sorrow in his

roll down my cheeks as I told him about Beatrix. I still couldn’t bring myself to tell

***

castle, following close behind Aeris as he rambled about nothing in particular. He was giving me a tour, apparently, no doubt trying to sweeten whatever plot to keep me here that he had roiling through his sick mind. My pale pink dress trailed behind me, long sleeves and high neckline

the maid dress me and style my

a thing or two about history and all of that, but the credit should go to my pretend late father who apparently had a soft spot

into the depths of the castle, the air turning frigid the further we went. I tightened my grip on the crook of Archer’s arm as we walked into crippling darkness for a few minutes. The only sound was

of Aeris produced a torch, and suddenly the area was bathed in amber light. I stifled a gasp as a huge door made of bronze rose

key, chucking under his breath as he struggled

long time,” he said through gritted teeth as he

realized he’d just given away the fact that the scroll was, in fact, a fake.

a step to the side, allowing Archer and me to step through the threshold, but Aeris rested his hand

a shiver of unease licking down

I needed to know. Be on

any question she has,” Aeris continued as he turned Archer

at the warrior, whose eyes were bloodshot and shadowed by dark circles. He smelled heavily of alcohol, too… hungover, most likely, maybe even