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.

flush, and I was grateful that

at me,” he

slight hesitation, I lifted my eyes

one dared to disobey his

cold white light of the ward cast a soft glow around him, and I couldn’t help but think

He was frowning, as if he was full of loathing for this

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

The only sound I could hear was a rumbling caused by my blood

body tensed and I half-flinched—I was expecting a slap to land on my face, as that was what my father would have

barely managed to keep

the slap

the hair away from my face. My hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gentle scent of his musk

his piercing blue orbs scanned over my own, as if he was

angry sea, ready to devour lives at any

then did I realize what a clear and beautiful pair of eyes he

in his gaze. All the fear and anxiety faded away—only

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

was all gone. Long

reflection—a helpless girl, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was gifted by her mother as a symbol of happiness, being forced to look up at

wanted to cry, but I

moan that wanted to escape from me. Never had I felt this feeling inside

he let go of my face, and took a step

he pulled back, the scent of his musk left me and pulled me back from the memories

“Alpha!”

him… Rosalie, I told myself,

the question that might

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

hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the door if I had

and turned around, raising his eyebrow.

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