Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 818

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….”

as his breeder. Jared and Brandt are trying to find a way to get you out of here without causing a war

lap. There was no teasing note in Archer’s voice, not a single shred of

really taken by force from a trading vessel?”

want to talk about

but nothing compared to that

noticing how I was picking at my fingernails. A heavy

vault, like planned. I’ll be 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 usual

twitching into a smile. “I appreciate your confidence in my ability to play the game, Arch,

meant to be one of us, I think. We’re gonna make sure you’re

Aeris have me, and in return, I was going to do everything I could to help Jared, even if it meant letting Aeris believe I was in his

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 was on the front lines with the allied armies. I fought under

homesickness threatening to spread across my face at the mention of my uncle

the war camps, a destroyed city….” He tapered off, sighing deeply. “Did

and brother fought. I stayed

you had siblings,” he said, a hint of sorrow

my nephew,” I smiled tearfully. “My sister just turned eighteen. She wants to be–to be a teacher–” Tears began to roll down my cheeks as I told him about Beatrix. I still couldn’t bring myself to tell him their

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about nothing in particular. He was giving me a tour, apparently, no doubt trying to sweeten whatever plot to keep me here

the maid dress me and style my hair this morning. Play the

game also meant pretending I wasn’t nearly as intelligent as I was, according to Archer. Sure, I could know 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

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

the area was bathed in amber light. I stifled a gasp as a huge door made

chucking under his breath as he struggled with

in a very long time,” he said through gritted teeth as

away the fact that the scroll was, in fact, a fake. If it was as

Archer and me to step through the threshold, but Aeris rested his hand on

sweet voice that sent a shiver of unease licking down my back. “You and I are meant to meet up

He gave a quick look that told me everything I needed to know. Be on your guard. Go straight back to

she has,” Aeris

and shadowed by dark circles. He smelled heavily of alcohol, too… hungover, most likely, maybe even

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