Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 829

Chapter 40 : This is Your Only Warning

The house was alive with the sounds of chatter and clanging pots and pans as I neared the kitchen. Miriam would be overseeing the dinner preparations now. She ran the house like a ship, every meal always right on time, every surface dusted and the floor swept and mopped before anyone even thought of going to bed.

Most of the snow had melted and the air was warm enough to start the spring gardening. I’d noticed those changes already being made when I first arrived back home.

I might own this house and village, but Miriam was the real boss around her, and everyone knew it.

The look she’d given me before retreating out of my room was enough to make me want to cower like the young boy I’d been when I first met her. No one had that kind of power over me but her.

But, she was getting older. She hadn’t cuffed my ears in years. Seeing her soften to Eliza had been shocking, and I was somewhat disappointed Eliza would never witness her wrath and iron fist.

“Miriam,” I said from the doorway into the kitchen.

She looked up from the roast turkey she was dressing with fresh spring greens and last fall’s cranberry jelly. She let out her breath, a look of sheer annoyance drifting over her face as she straightened up and motioned for one of the kitchen maids to take over.

In the corner of my eye I could see Giselle, who was peering at me with marked curiosity. I didn’t give her the satisfaction of meeting her gaze.

I’m sure rumors were already swirling about why Eliza was being moved to my room. This is what I deserved for having a house full of women under my care, I guess.

Miriam bustled over to me, untying her apron and hanging it onto a hook before walking out into the kitchen garden. Two of my men were turning the soil, preparing it for the planting taking place in a few days, right on schedule.

We walked a few paces away from the house, enough to give us some privacy. Miriam always had the first and last word, so I tucked my hands behind my back and smiled down at her, waiting.

She gave me a motherly look of disapproval, tilting her chin as she said, “Eliza is a sweet girl.”

“No, she’s not,” I replied wryly, arching my brow.

“I don’t agree with you sharing a bed with her, Jared. You’ll ruin that sweet angel–”

“That demon,” I corrected, “is my wife, from this moment forward.”

Miriam’s mouth formed a perfect O as she looked up at me, her eyes going wide with surprise.

“You eloped–”

I cut her off with a wave of my hand, noticing her disappointment. I extended my arm to her and guided us over to a bench butted up against a tall tree covered in bright green leaf buds. A warm, humid breeze whispered through the branches carrying the smell of rain as I told her everything that had happened.

Her expression went through several changes as I described what Aeris had wanted Eliza for, what we’d done to get her out of his kingdom. She gasped audibly many times and went as far as to say a few prayers to Lycaon.

It was rather dramatic, but that was Miriam.

actually married her?” Miriam said when I finished my explanation of the events leading up to my arrival at home. I

head and

I plan on having her sign the

falling over her

said, choking on a laugh. “What

marrying that sweet girl outside of the church. Paying off a priest….

White Queens in the Realm of Light, Miriam. She doesn’t follow the church of

before marrying properly, no less,” she continued, completely ignoring me. “This won’t do.” She knitted her fingers in her lap, tapping her foot impatiently before rising from the bench. “We’ll do this proper or not at all, Jared. Giselle and I

c*****g my brow as I

“No–”

flowers in her hair and a

is not–not what Eliza and I agreed

with her and letting her warm

then ran my hands over

pointed her finger at me, her eyes narrowed into

told you those years you spent getting piss drunk and chasing tail would catch up to you. Now you have sweet a

big mouth,

my arm and I winched, taking a step away

and you want to let that slip through your fingers? Having her sign a marriage certificate, bah!” She turned away from me, hiking up her skirts as she hustled toward the house. She paused, looking at me over her shoulder. “You don’t deserve her, Jared. You’re better off

I snarled. “That’s

Eliza know who

you think I give a f**k if people are gossiping

me,” she snapped, taking a few steps toward me. “I let a lot of things slide, but I’m putting my

what

“How do you know?”

my mouth slightly ajar as

asked her about it,” I admitted, guilt tightening my chest. “I

in, wagging her finger accusingly at me. “What about

met the man and likely never will. She agreed to go home once

her? You really think you’d be able to let her go? Your own wife,

this to

her and to yourself. Did you not think I noticed the way you look at her? This is all I ever wanted

that again,” I said coldly, my entire body

exhaled through her nose,

her heart and I’ll never forgive you for it.”

my pockets, sighing as I kicked a pebble with the toe

Maybe it was selfish,

my life. I wanted her

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