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.

and I was grateful that my long, loose hair was still

at me,” he

slight hesitation, I lifted my eyes to look

dare refuse—no one dared to

ward cast a soft glow around him, and I couldn’t help but think that he looked like a

He was frowning, as if he was full of

bent down, his piercing blue eyes locked onto me, like a 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

to breathe. The only sound I could hear was a

saw his right arm moved. Almost instinctively, 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

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

the slap

up brushing the hair away from my face. My hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle scent of his musk again enveloping me like a

own, as if he was memorizing every detail

angry sea, ready to devour lives at

what a clear and beautiful pair

was lost in his gaze. All the fear and anxiety

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 and my father’s non-deterrent reproaches rang out in the background. I remembered

all gone. Long

white dress that was gifted

wanted to cry, but I

to suppress the moan that wanted to escape from me.

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

his musk left me

“Alpha!”

chance to ask him… Rosalie, I told myself, you have

asked the question that might cost

go once I work enough to pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly stammered out. “I’ll work really hard as your maid, or any tasks you assign

knees in the hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the door

raising his eyebrow. He seemed to be processing what

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