Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 845

Chapter 56 : Unlikely Allies

*Eliza*

The building must have been used as some kind of common space for the people of Abe’s village. It was a wide, open space with several long tables able to seat dozens of people as well as bookshelves lining the walls. There was a single hallway leading away from the common area, and one of the doors was ajar. Light spilled into the darkened hallway as I held Scarlett’s hand and led her forward.

I could feel her hesitation. The air around us was thick and electric. One glance at her face and I knew she was likely going to faint when we reached the room, especially now that childlike laughter was filling the air around us.

The voices of women cut through the chatter as we approached the door. Scarlett paused, digging in her heels.

“I can’t,” she squeaked, looking up at me with wide eyes and a flushed face. “I can’t!”

“Why? He’s your son—”

“He has no idea who I am. He wouldn’t have been told anything about me, Liza. I was never considered his mother. I was just a vessel—”

I grabbed her by the shoulders. “Stop it, Scarlett. Look at me! Look at me right now.”

She sheepishly held my gaze, tears welling in her eyes.

“He’s probably terrified. His father was just killed, and he was taken by strangers to this place. Now I’m here to take him. I’m just another stranger taking him to another strange place—”

“You’re taking your son home, Scarlett,” I said with force, wiping a tear from her cheek. “He needs you. He’s always needed you. He should have never been taken from you to begin with. I don’t care if that’s how things are done here,” I ground out, tears welling in my own eyes as she began to crumble in my arms. “It shouldn’t have happened. It shouldn’t have happened to you and I am sorry. I am so sorry—”

“Are you here to see the boy?” came a light, feminine voice down the hallway.

We both turned our heads at the same time, finding a woman standing a few yards away from us. She gave us both a sympathetic smile, her eyes creasing as she beckoned us over.

“Abel said you looked just like the boy. Look at you,” she took Scarlett’s trembling hand as she came within reaching distance, her fingers closing around Scarlett’s. “Oh, my dear. There is no doubt this child is yours.”

The woman must have sensed the emotional turmoil Scarlett was experiencing. I reluctantly let go of Scarlett, watching as they turned into the mysterious room. The sound of laughter rang through the air, followed by the clanging of toys and little footsteps darting around. There was more than one child in the room… there had to be.

And I was right, I realized, as I crossed the threshold of the doorway and stepped into the light of a large room decorated with all of the colors of the rainbow. At least a dozen children, most under the age of five, zigzagged around the room in a chaotic fashion while four women tended to them.

Scarlett was standing in the center of the room with the kind woman’s hand pressed lightly against her lower back. The woman was speaking softly to Scarlett, her eyes fixed on Scarlett’s face.

But Scarlett was rigid as a statue, her back to me, her eyes focused on a small boy with a gleaming mop of cherry red hair who was playing with blocks in the corner of the room.

My heart was in my throat.

look exactly

my elbow and I turned around, finding Abe

think Jared and I are going to be friends again,” he said sarcastically, meeting my eyes. Then he threw his head back in a chuckle, wincing a

to your face?” I asked, my voice slightly wobbly from emotion. I was still reeling from Scarlett’s reunion with her

shrugging painfully. “I deserved it for saying I took you to bed. I don’t know why I

aren’t you? You just wanted

jar full of marbles. He c****d a brow at her, popping the jar open and handing it back. She scurried off, giggling. “I can’t tell you why because I honestly don’t know. There’s just something about Jared that makes me

exactly what he was

it before he turned twenty-one, you know. It was never a secret that he was a Dark King, or Lord, whatever they call it now.

of marbles pinging off

women a boyish smile in apology as she scowled in our direction. “Walk

him build a tower. Her face was pale, her mouth stretched in a thin line.

let out my breath and nodded at Abe, who offered me his hand. I

up to me. I get

are you, exactly?” I asked as we left

myself as an Alpha to these people,” he began as we slowly made our way down the hallway. “But I’m just another mercenary, another bandit… maybe even a rogue, but not the soulless kind, mind you.” He wagged a finger at me and then motioned for me to sit

don’t believe

He waved a hand over his face, highlighting his injuries. “I mean, look at me. Jared could kill me

smile, nodding in understanding. Then I bit back that smile

really starting to… like Jared’s arch nemesis? Maybe I was… not

hands over his knees, “it’s because I am charming and

tilted my head to the

eating out of my f*****g hands within an hour just by charming him with my words. Jared likes the chase, the hunt, the violent end. He didn’t used to be like that, though. I didn’t like the idea of Jared becoming the leader of our village because I thought it would be bad for him personally, not because

through my body as Abe continued,

what he’d become. He was so… focused on ignoring the curse and carrying on like nothing was going to happen. I knew being our leader meant he’d stop looking for a solution for his own problem. I realized I’d lost him, and I left because I couldn’t bear to see him suffer

with

flicked his eyes

maybe I could take the title of leader away from him by force. He nearly killed me. I licked my wounds and went to war a

him…

his

break the curse,” I said,

“I believe you.”

the feeling blossoming in my chest. Abe had said those words and meant it, I could see

wish I could convince Jared

Abe said, his tone dropping an octave as he changed the subject. “That’s my real work, Eliza. All

“Really?”

His typically upbeat and boyish mask shifted into one of dismay and maybe

son. It was never about a ransom. The packs never pay the ransoms, anyway. A lost child is just that, lost. The Alphas just find