Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 835

Chapter 46 : Leave This Village

*Jared*

Eliza didn’t look back over her shoulder as she walked out into the night. I hadn’t expected her to, not after the conversation I’d overheard from my position on the porch.

I flexed my jaw as I leaned on the railing and watched her walk away, debating whether or not to follow.

That would really depend if I was going to kill Carmen now, or save that for later.

“What’re you going to do?” Brandt asked in a low whisper as the crewmen I’d posted to guard the cottage changed their positions behind us.

“Nothing Carmen said was inherently wrong,” I replied. The words left an acrid taste in my mouth as I glanced at Brandt, shaking my head. “Though I need to find out who she’s working for if it’s not Aeris.”

“But, Eliza–”

“I’ll deal with Eliza,” I said sharply, not meaning the words to be so harsh. In truth, my blood was boiling and I was two seconds away from dragging Carmen into the Dark Forest by her hair and doing what I should have done years ago.

The shadow of power within me was roiling as I walked down the steps shoulder to shoulder with Brandt. It was full dark now, the sky nothing but deep black as we walked through the outskirts of the village. It would rain again tonight. I could feel the electricity in the air as we turned onto the trail leading to the house. I wasn’t looking forward to the conversation I’d have to have with Eliza tonight.

I had no plans to defend myself or my history with Carmen, I’d already said everything that needed to be said.

It was Carmen’s offer to Eliza that needed to be discussed, and immediately. Eliza still saw Egoren through a faded lens, seeing only what she wanted to see. Carmen had enticed her. I knew that for a fact.

“Do you know the schedule for the trade ships that travel between the realms?” I asked as we broke from the trees.

“The last time I was in the Capital, there was a trade ship at the port of Egoren, the first in many months.”

“s**t,” I breathed, shaking my head.

“I don’t think Eliza is dumb enough to take anything Carmen says as the truth,” Brandt cut in, coming to a stop. “She wouldn’t go off with Carmen–”

“She will if she believes Carmen can help her break my curse.”

“Isn’t that what you want?”

“I don’t know anymore,” I said, meaning it.

The idea of putting Eliza at risk was an immense weight on my shoulders, and I was finding it harder and harder to focus. She was in harm’s way just by being with me, and the only thing I could do to protect her was to just… be here, be with her, and pretend to be her husband if the wrong people came calling.

A shrill howl sounded somewhere to the east, followed by howls of recognition as Brandt and I turned to the sound.

“The scouts–” Brandt said, his voice catching in his throat as he furrowed his brow.

a rush of adrenaline prickled over my skin. They were sounding an

in the scattered cottages in the woods came out onto their porches, some of them holding onto young children who were rubbing sleep from their eyes. Brandt began to take off his leathers but I put my hand

or seven howls much more faint,

village,’ I commanded through the mindlink. Within seconds, the sounds of shouts echoed through the

the darkness, silent

and some in their wolf forms as I stalked into the woods. I unsheathed a

the woods as the village quieted behind me, everyone who hadn’t been called to guard the village tucked

back the thought of Eliza, knowing damn well she’d be putting up a fight against Miriam, who would be rounding up the women for a headcount at

myself in front of the cottage where Carmen was being kept, the porch now unguarded. I gripped the hilt of my blade and walked

was laying on the couch looking bored, which I expected. I didn’t close the door behind me as I stepped over the threshold, pushing

with hatred. “I want you out

even

say,” I snarled, teeth bared. My blade glimmered in the light of the hearth, a crimson reflection making the blade look like it had when it’d been pulled from the forge. “Go,

no moves to rise from the couch. She raked her fingers through her hair, her dark eyes fixed on mine. “I can sense it, you know. You carry her scent. She

“I said get out–”

your entire life. I wish I could be happy for you, Jared,

about

Funny how these

and grabbed her by the elbow, dragging her out of the cottage and tossing her

looking for the artifact,” she hissed, her eyes narrowing. “Consider that

my

desire for it, no. But she’d be useful to Eliza if your mate survives this place, survives you. You’ll take her down with

this village,” I

is waiting for her,” Carmen

Hestia as in… the

“Wait–”

tearing away as her golden wolf form

my blade as I ran off the porch and into the night. It was quiet, much too quiet as I closed the

moment. The howling in the distance faded as I

the Dark, the Witch of Shadows–she’d had a bounty

decades. And even so, what would she

in a sprint, several

Brandt screamed, his voice edged

the men and wolves

of wolves I didn’t recognize stood in a row in the distance,

past him, keeping a good distance between

you? This

lifted to pick up my scent. He pawed the ground, growling low in his throat. His companions whined and huffed in response to whatever conversation was

in the dark. I had no idea where they had come from, or why. They were gone as

Archer laying flat on his back, his chest

strong despite the quiver