Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 5

“Alpha!” Talon greeted the man with respect.

The giant, gorgeous man acknowledged him with a simple nod, an aura radiating off of him that reeked of authority.

He looked towards Estrella, who immediately pulled out her report. “Alpha, Miss Rosasile is still quite weak, but with proper care, she should be much better in two weeks.”

His expression didn’t change, but he moved as she spoke.

He was coming towards me!

I had never seen such movement—graceful and swift, faster than any wolf I had ever encountered.

So fast that, in the blink of an eye, he was at my bedside.

The faint scent of musk surrounded me. The earthly aroma reminded me of the forest on a rainy day, and it replaced the smell of sterile chemicals in the ward. It was cold but almost psychedelic, just like him.

I couldn’t help but lower my head. Through the gap in my hair, I saw his black leather shoes stop right next to my bed, with the toe of the shoe aimed in my direction.

He had to be staring at me! I didn’t need to see to know that.

“Look up,” he commanded.

His voice was deep, very deep. It struck me and sent shivers through my whole body. Pausing for a moment, I put myself together.

The cold reflection from his metal cufflinks came into my view. His hand had already stretched toward my face. His fingers were long, neither bulky nor too slim—just perfect, and full of power.

What was I thinking? Rosalie, stop focusing on the wrong things!

Within a second, his hand clamped down on my chin, his fingers strong and hot, pressing hard—forcing my head up.

He was clearly not a patient man.

feel my face flush, and I was grateful that

at me,” he commanded

hesitation, I lifted my

one

and I

in between his well-defined, jet-black eyebrows. He was frowning, as if he was full of

like a falcon honing in on its prey. I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next

I forgot how to breathe. The only sound I could hear was a rumbling caused by my

body tensed and I half-flinched—I was expecting a slap to land on my face, as that was what my father would have done—but I stopped myself, because I still remembered his order to

wouldn’t disobey him. I just barely managed to keep my

the slap never

hand reached up brushing the hair away from my face. My hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle scent of

watched as his piercing blue orbs scanned over my own,

been like an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now,

realize what a clear and beautiful pair of

was lost in his gaze. All the fear and anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in his eyes

reminded me of the clear sky I had seen when I was all the way up on my swing in my backyard. I was seven at that time, and my mother’s laughter

all gone.

wearing a white dress that was gifted by her mother as a symbol of happiness, being forced to look up at her new

to cry, but

suppress the moan that wanted to escape from me. Never had I

go of my face, and took a step back

of his musk left me and pulled me

“Alpha!”

only chance to ask him… Rosalie, I told

courage and asked the question

enough to pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly stammered out. “I’ll work

in the hospital bed, willing

and turned around, raising his eyebrow. He seemed to