Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 736

Chapter 81 : A Tomb

I managed to make it out of the rogue zone without Soren or anyone coming after me. I didn't want him to come after me but I was a little surprised that he hadn't noticed I was gone yet.

Maybe he just let me go. I'd left his dresser a little messy. He might have discovered that I found the photo and realized I knew the truth and wasn't going to bother convincing me to stay.

As I got onto the open road, a bush beside me rustled.

I hardly paused and kept walking.

Another bush rustled, even closer to me this time. I kept walking, not wanting to alert whoever was following me that I knew they were there. This time, I wasn't helpless. Soren wouldn't need to protect me.

Suddenly, the bushes exploded, and several wolves burst out. They surrounded me, snarling and licking their lips.

Several men appeared from between the trees and closed in around me. One of them I recognized immediately. It was Chandler from Norwind pack. These had to be his loyal followers.

Sneering, I shook my head. “Are you here to abduct me again?"

“I'm not that rude. Is that really what you think of me?" Chandler asked, scoffing. “This time, I'm here to invite you to be my guest."

“Why would I want to do that?" I snarled, crossing my arms.

“Well, because you're out here wandering alone. I figured you'd need a place to stay."

“That's very presumptuous of you. But you're wrong."

“Really? I don't think so."

Chandler smirked at me.

“Get the f**k out of my way!" I cried, throwing my arms out. I was not in the mood to stand there and deal with Chandler and his games. “Didn't you learn your lesson from last time?"

“Well, last time you had the big bad wolf, Soren, come to your rescue. I don't see him anywhere this time," Chandler said, grinning.

“You didn't see him around last time, either."

“Mila, Mila, be careful what you say."

“Get out of my way, Chandler, or you'll be sorry! You have no idea what I'm capable of and I'm not in the mood to deal with a slimy, selfish creep like you!"

Chandler growled and his wolves tensed. I could tell they were ready to pounce at any moment.

“I told you to watch your mouth, b***h! If you don't, I will teach you how to use it properly," he warned.

“Whatever."

I rolled my eyes and started walking away from Chandler and his group. I made it a few feet before Chandler snapped his fingers and his wolves circled around me again, blocking my exit.

“Where's your big bad protector now?" Chandler asked, laughing dryly. “Did the two of you get into a fight?"

I narrowed my eyes at Chandler. There was no way I was going to admit to anything and give Chandler more reasons to play games and tease me.

“I'm guessing you two did get into a fight. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let me get this close. You were just too easy to get to," he said.

“I told you not to get in my way!" I snapped.

Taking a deep breath, I started chanting a spell from the spell book Soren had helped me translate.

“Immo, rimo, tetha, banno," I muttered, envisioning what the spell was supposed to do.

Magic welled up inside of me and the ground shook.

“What's going on?" one of Chandler's warriors asked.

“Stand your ground. It's nothing, just a trick!" he ordered.

“This is magic!" someone cried.

The ground split open and roots burst out from the dirt. They wrapped around Chandler's legs and the legs of his warriors, the ones in human form and wolf form.

The wolves yelped and struggled as the roots pulled them down to the ground.

“Stop it!" one of the warriors cried.

Even Chandler's eyes widened with surprise and maybe a little fear.

“You little witch!" Chandler snapped.

He reached for me but the roots held him firmly in place.

I smirked and gave a satisfied nod.

“Guess I don't need Soren to protect me after all."

I adjusted my backpack on my shoulder and continued down the road. The sounds of Chandler and his men struggling and snarling against the roots made it impossible for me to stop smiling.

It felt really good to fight back and use my own skills to protect myself. Now more than ever, I was sure I could survive on my own outside the rogue zone and away from Soren.

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.

I whipped around as the echoing sounds of someone clapping reverberated off the trees. I couldn't see anyone in the forest and when I looked back at Chandler and his men, none of them were clapping. They were still struggling against the roots.

“Who's there?" I called into the trees.

Immediately, I started thinking of a spell I could use on another attacker.

A low, threatening laugh came out of the forest and a large, shadowy figure appeared between the trees. I couldn't see his features or anything about his face. He was completely shrouded in darkness.

“Well done, little witch," the voice said, deep and rasping. “I'll be honest, you're more interesting than I thought."

I crossed my arms. “Who are you?"

My spell hadn't worked on him. I'd aimed for anyone nearby, so he should have been stuck in the roots too. Even though he was all dressed in black I could tell that he wasn't stuck in any roots.

Did that mean he was more powerful than me? He knew I was a witch and he wasn't affected by my spells.

Who was this guy?

“Want to see some real magic?" he asked, laughing.

The air closed in on me. It thickened until it was like a snake wrapping around me, constricting until I could barely breathe. Coughing, I tried to move my arms but I couldn't. They were pinned at my sides by the unbearable pressure.

My assailant stayed in the shadows, laughing. His laughter rang in my ears like an alarm and I couldn't shut it out.

Knees trembling, my legs got weaker and threatened to give out.

I tried to open my mouth and say a spell that would protect me or subdue my attacker but no words came out. I thought the words over and over again, trying to force the spell to manifest but nothing happened.

“And now, I'm just disappointed and bored," the stranger said.

I was getting light headed because I couldn't breathe. My legs gave out and I fell on my hands and knees, the crushing pressure on my back forcing me face down into the road.

“We'll meet again."

He was gone but the pressure still crushed me.

Footsteps thundered down the road as Chandler and his men approached. They were free from their bindings and I couldn't get up!

His men were on me in a second. They pulled my arms behind me and tied my arms and legs. The pressure eased and I could breathe again.

Immediately, I started fighting against them but I was already tied tight.

“Hold her! Gag her too! I don't want her casting any more spells," Chandler barked.

He grabbed me and I heard my clothes rip. Just a small sliver tore off. He grabbed at the bracelet that Soren had given me.

“No!" I cried; my voice muffled by the gag. It just sounded like a pained groan.

I twisted as much as possible to keep the bracelet out of Soren's grasp. He ignored my struggles and my pleas.

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