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.

feel my face flush, and I was grateful that my

me,” he commanded

I lifted my eyes

refuse—no one dared to disobey

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

eyebrows. He was frowning, as

eyes locked onto me, like a falcon honing in on its prey. I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next

breathe. The only sound I could hear was a rumbling caused

eyes, I 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

I just barely managed to keep

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

orbs scanned over my own, as if he was

those blue eyes had been like an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at me closely, the waves of

a clear and beautiful

fear and anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in his

me of 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 the scent of grass tinged with

all gone.

white dress that was gifted by her mother

wanted to cry, but

had to suppress the moan that wanted

go of my face, and took a step

left me

“Alpha!”

him… Rosalie, I told myself,

asked the question that might

father?” I

anxious that I was on my knees in the hospital bed, willing to

goodness, though, he stopped and turned around, raising his eyebrow. He seemed

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