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.

could feel my face flush, and I was grateful that my long, loose hair was still

me,” he

I lifted my eyes to look at

didn’t dare refuse—no one dared to disobey his

him, and I couldn’t help but think that he looked

eyebrows. He was frowning, as if he

wondering whether the next second he would just swoop down and seize me, either take

The only sound I could hear

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 stopped myself, because I still remembered his order to not

just barely managed

the slap never

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

orbs scanned over my own, as if he was memorizing every

an angry sea, ready to devour lives at

realize what a clear

and anxiety faded away—only the

in my backyard. I was seven at that time, and my mother’s laughter and my father’s non-deterrent reproaches rang out in

was all gone. Long

though… I saw my own reflection—a helpless girl, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was gifted by

wanted to cry,

I had to suppress the moan that wanted to escape from

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

his musk left me and pulled me back from the memories

“Alpha!”

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

my courage and asked the question that might cost

you let me 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 me…

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

and turned around, raising his eyebrow. He seemed to be processing

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