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.

was grateful that my

me,” he

lifted my eyes to

one dared to disobey his

him, and I couldn’t help but

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

falcon honing in on its prey. I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next second he would just swoop down and seize me, either take me straight up into the cloudy sky or throw me down

I forgot how to breathe. The only sound I could hear

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 not

barely

slap never

My hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle scent of

blue orbs scanned over my own,

ready to devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at me closely, the waves of

then did I realize what a clear and

anxiety faded

my swing in my backyard. I was seven at that time, and my

was all

hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was

cry,

own once again, I had to suppress the moan that wanted to escape

something, he let go of my face, and took a step back before turning around and

pulled back, the scent of his musk left me

“Alpha!”

might be my only chance to ask him… Rosalie, I told myself, you have to ask

the question that might

back the money you gave my father?” I quickly stammered out. “I’ll work really hard as your maid, or

I was on my knees in the hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the

he stopped and turned around, raising his