Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 849

Chapter 55 : Things Left Unsaid

*Eliza*

I’d simply unlocked Abel’s door and walked away, not bothering to shut it behind me. I was not making any more deals or bargains with the men in this realm, not anymore… never again.

My footsteps echoed through the house as I climbed the grand stone staircase to the second story. I passed a maid who was bustling by, a basket of laundry clutched to her chest. She gave me a kind smile and a bob of her head as she passed, tilting her head down the hallway from which she’d come to where a door was slightly ajar, light spilling into the darkness.

I glanced back at the staircase, half expecting Abel to be hot on my heels, but he wasn’t.

I walked into our room, finding Scarlett sitting up in the bed, her knees tucked into her chest. The hair around her face was damp, and her brow was gleaming with sweat. Her cheeks burned a deep crimson as she slowly looked up at me, shivering.

“What happened?” I said with force, slamming the door and locking it behind me before hurrying over to her.

She pulled her legs into her chest until she was as small as possible, her eyes welling with tears. I could feel… heat coming off of her, like she was burning with a fever.

“The man with the scar… he came in and asked me a bunch of questions. I couldn’t stop–stop talking. I answered everything he asked. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t lie to him or refuse to answer. His eyes were just… I couldn’t look away from him even if I tried.”

I narrowed my eyes as I scanned her for injuries, my own cheeks flaming with sudden fury. Of course… this made sense. Abel separated us on purpose. I should have seen something like this coming, but I’d been a fly in his web of lies and manipulation.

“Did he hurt you?”

She shook her head, clutching her legs.

“He said I can see my son tomorrow. He said he believed me. He believed when I told him about the Alpha who bought me… I told him everything, Eliza, every detail. I couldn’t stop. I asked him to let–to let me stop talking–”

“What do you mean?”

She looked at me, her eyes blurred by tears.

“He had some power over me. It… it felt like magic. I could taste it.”

I could almost taste the magic she was talking about. The memory of that metallic tang coating my mouth was forever etched into my mind after my experience with the witch. I stared at her for a moment, then gently rested my hand on her shoulder. She leaned into me, whimpering.

“I’ve never talked about it to anyone before,” she whispered against my shoulder.

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, meaning every word. I closed my eyes and held her until her whimpering quieted and she slowly laid down, her tears staining her pillow.

“I get to see him tomorrow,” she whispered. “They’re going to let me see him.”

home tomorrow,” I breathed, pulling the

wasn’t sure what Lock was, but if he had powers like this… powers that could make people tell him

my teeth as I laid the back of my fingers

tomorrow, among other things. And I wasn’t going to be nice

her, the room cast in blue-hued shadows as a full moon illuminated the room. I found myself on edge as the hours ticked by, unable to sleep. I was sure someone would come into the room, whether it be Abel or Lock or someone else, I didn’t

the sky

***

pacing in front of the windows as we waited, and waited, and waited for someone to come and fetch

the late morning

with a sad face and a

is?” I muttered, crumpling up the note and throwing it into the

asked, wringing her hands together. “What

his bedroom last

“What?” she hissed.

gave her a look, rolling my eyes as I slumped

convince Jared to ally with him against

be “arranged.” I’d expected him to ask me to sleep with him, and found the

and

sighed, sinking a little

“Miss him?”

eyes when he talked about him, I can’t really explain it. Abel’s actually really nice. I like him. I guess he beat up

of the crew after Rhett died,” Scarlett said

Rhett. There was a portrait of him in the library at Jared’s house. He’d been a handsome middle-aged man when the portrait was painted, with dark hair and

between the two of them on his dying breath, apparently. It was several years before I came to the village, actually.

sound so

face the door just as it opened. I sat bolt upright, gripping the

him without the hood of his cloak shielding his face. I could see that he was once a handsome man, but not anymore, not with that scar that ran

you to your son,”

mine, narrowing on me. I glared right back, holding his gaze until he backed out of the room and closed the

window. “That feels like a lifetime and… too soon, all at the same

him?” I asked, knowing it was a

him away right after he was born. I didn’t even get to hold

shattered around

way he could possibly remember who I

eyes as she turned around. “Do you want

***

was a bright, sunny day when we stepped out of Abel’s house and walked into the village center. Abel was walking a few paces in front of us, occasionally looking over his shoulder at me as we followed him

you get my note?” he said softly, glancing from me to Scarlett, who was lost in her thoughts