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.

grateful that my

at me,” he commanded

hesitation, I lifted my eyes

didn’t dare refuse—no one dared

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

jet-black eyebrows. He was frowning, as

whether the next second he would just swoop

only sound I could hear was

was expecting a slap to land on my face, as that

barely managed

the slap never

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

over my own, as if he was memorizing every detail of my

sea, ready to devour lives

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

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

all the way up on my swing in my backyard. I was seven at that time, and my mother’s laughter

all gone. Long

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

cry, but I

the moan that wanted

sure of something, he let go of my face, and took

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

“Alpha!”

be my only chance to ask him… Rosalie, I told myself,

asked the question that might cost

work enough to pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly stammered

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

stopped and turned around, raising his eyebrow.

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