Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 509

Chapter 11 : There’s Something Out There

Xander*

I found Henry in the warehouse. He’d laid the creature on a tarp and was sitting on an upside down bucket nearby, looking pale.

I walked toward the old man, not bothering to announce my presence. He knew I was there. He knew I’d be coming to him with questions.

“It’s a wolf, isn’t it?* I said, stopping short of the tarp. I looked down at the body of the wolf, noticing for the first time the lack of blood on the tarp, and on Henry’s clothes. I peered at him, narrowing my eyes as he rose from the bucket. “Who is it?”

Henry shook his head, looking exceedingly exhausted. He ran his hand over his face, looking down at the tarp through his fingers.

“Gretta was the only worker unaccounted for in Bethany’s count.”

I closed my eyes, picturing the soft-spoken young woman with glasses and softly curling blonde hair who I had seen at breakfast the morning before. She hadn’t been at the bonfire, of that I was certain.

“What did this to her?” I asked, but Henry shook his head, wiping his hands on his pants as he rose from the bucket.

“I don’t know.’

“Lena and I heard something in the woods during the bonfire, something large-”

“It didn’t come from the woods, which are inside of the perimeter,” Henry breathed, giving me a look of annoyance. “It came from over the wall.”

“Has this happened before?” Adrenaline was coursing through me. My fingertips prickled as I knelt down by the tarp, taking a closer look at the remains of Gretta’s wolf form. There wasn’t much left.

“No one is allowed to shift on the property, especially after dark. Some do… but near the village. Never here.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” I said sharply, watching the old man closely as he stood with his hands tucked in his pockets. “What happened to her blood?”

I’d noticed blood staining the ground where her body had been found, and a splatter of it on the wall, but not nearly enough to have bled her dry like she was now. I reached out to touch the wolf, running my fingers over her fur.

“I don’t know-‘

“Then who would know? Have the authorities been alerted?”

“Radcliffe is on his way.”

“What authority does he have to investigate this? I’m talking about the police or the warriors belonging to the Alpha!”

“Radcliffe will determine what needs to be done,” Henry scowled, crossing his arms over his chest.

“This girl has been murdered, and violently-”

“We don’t know that-‘

“Are you kidding me?” I rose to my feet, clenching my hands into fists in an attempt to stop myself from reaching out and throttling the man. “She was ripped to pieces not even a quarter mile from where the rest of US were sleeping!”

I glanced back down at the remains of the wolf, shaking my head as I closed my eyes. It was the most awful thing I’d ever seen. Henry was hiding something. His face betrayed his calm, somewhat uninterested tone. He looked just as terrified and uneasy as I was sure I did.

Morhan College to what happened, first thing in the morning.

that girl, anyway?” Henry asked, staring directly into

the f*ck do you

father know she’s sharing a bed

an adult, for one. Two,

know, do

him, taking a cautious step in his

sharp voice from the

Her face was reddened and

bobbing his head at

even looking down at it as he began to bark orders at Henry and Bethany. I watched in horror as Maxwell commanded Bethany to physically move the body to the center of the tarp with her bare hands. Bethany’s lower lip was trembling, her face contorting as she tried to stifle

her shoulder and pulling

I said loudly, glaring at Maxwell, then Henry. “Why

tears were streaming down Bethany’s face as she waited for Maxwell to speak. She looked terrified, which made me want to scream with frustration at the fact she

here, for Goddess’s sake. What is the

up and down

out of the warehouse. Henry watched her go,

as he stalked out

seemed unphased by the fact that someone had been

“What’s going on here?”

toward the tarp. *No need for alarm.

to time? How often has someone been tom

is more than a boundary, you must understand. Those hills to the west… well, no one exactly knows what’s out there. That’s why it’s a rule that my workers cannot shift on the grounds. If they go into the village, that’s one thing, but here?” He tucked his hands behind his back, walking a wide circle around the tarp as

happened within the walls,’ I argued, but

Crimson Creek has already been notified. If it suits

it suits him?”

but even that is short-lived. He has a short fuse, and an even shorter attention span. I keep him off the property for the sake of our female workers. But, you wouldn’t even know of him, would you?

I said, not going

accepting this as all

be useless in this situation. I’ll have you cover the body. Keep everyone out of the warehouse for the day, at least

do this?* I asked

Henry looks and acts tough, but I’ve known him since my childhood. He’s reclusive now, but he didn’t used to be, no. Lost his mate when he was my age, from what I

closely as he continued to

he lose his mate?” I asked, hoping I didn’t

the rule of not shifting on the property. The hills… they call to you in your wolf form. No one comes back from the hills, and if they do-‘ he motioned towards the tarp, an odd smile touching the comer

walked away. He disappeared through the door leading into the warehouse, shutting the

***

door when I knocked. She looked tired, her pale blonde hair sticking out in all directions of the messy bun she had piled on top of her head. I knew she hadn’t slept. Neither had 1.1 doubt we would have been able

mugs of strong, black tea. I watched her as she stirred sugar into the mugs, her gray eyes lined with fatigue. In the soft morning light coming through the window I could just see

accepted the mug of tea from her, what would’ve happened between

her hadn’t quelled the searing desire

in the chair by the door, gripping her tea between her hands as she

as I thought was useful, not wanting to scare her to death by describing the violent injuries afflicted to the

been a shifter who worked at

don’t understand how that’s possible. We were just-just at the firepit. We hadn’t been here longer than