Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 117 : Sins of the Parents

The king, however, didn't seem to be too concerned. He sneered at Sebastian. “What now? You managed to trick that dumbass Chandler and buried his entire pack. Now what do you have left with those losers you gathered?"

I glanced at Sebastian, whose face fell. Was his confidence wavering at all? It was hard to tell. He seemed so steady and sure of himself.

“Do you think those guys would follow you if you didn't bewitch them? You're no king or leader!"

I wanted to tell the king that, unfortunately Sebastian actually did bewitch them. As soon as the king's words ended, they started assaulting the king's guards, unstoppable.

The guards recovered from their laughing attack quickly, defending the king and standing their ground.

Sebastian moved through the chaos, the Dagger of Mercy raised.

“Watch out!" I shouted, warning the king's guards. To me, Sebastian and Dylan were equally bad, but I'd rather deal with living beings than the half-living, half-dead, mindless monsters.

However, my reminder didn't change anything. Sebastian plunged the blade into the heart of one of the king's guards. He smirked at the king tauntingly, and stabbed another as he chanted some words.

The fallen warriors stood up again. Their faces were blank, their bodies empty. They were Sebastian's puppets now!

Immediately, they turned on the other royal guards, their own allies, and started attacking.

It was just like Sebastian said. The king had hand delivered him an entire army to convert for his own uses. With the Dagger of Mercy, the more men the King brought, the more will be added to his own puppet force. His puppets would more than double at this rate!

The Alpha King glared at Sebastian and took several steps back. He didn't look so confident or sure of himself now.

“What have you done to them!?" he shouted.

“Oh, I enjoy seeing you like this, cousin! Now, you're the scared coward, aren't you?" Sebastian shifted his attention to his puppet army and ordered. “Take them all down!"

I watched, horrified as those mindless warriors threw themselves into the fight. They were fearless and it was still hard to tell if they felt pain or not. Even if they did feel pain, they didn't slow down because of it. Any time one of them was injured, they would get right back up and keep fighting.

Whenever one of the king's guards was taken down, the puppets dragged them back to Sebastian and he'd stab them and turn them into another puppet. Sebastian's army got larger and larger, and it would overwhelm the king's guards briefly.

When I'd first sent Eros off, I hoped he'd cross paths with Soren and bring him back with help. Now that I saw what Sebastian was capable of, I wanted Soren and his men to stay as far away from him as possible.

It was like watching a demon claw his way from hell and devour whoever they saw, turning those in their way into horrible, horrendous monsters.

The guards must have realized it now because they started to panic.

The dungeons filled with curses and screams of fear and terror.

I covered my ears, but the sounds still got through, making the entire dungeon tremble and shake as the screams continued.

I saw the awful smirk on Sebastian's face. He was drunk on vengeance, crazy and wild. He was the king of demons and he looked it!

The Alpha King's face fell and seeing he was most likely losing the battle, he motioned for his guards to retreat and they all obeyed instantly. “Well, let's find another day to finish this then," he said as he backed away.

A wall at the end of the corridor began to lower. It would cut Sebastian's puppets off!

However, the stone wall stopped halfway down.

Sebastian scoffed. “Have you forgotten that I am the real master of this place? There's nothing about the palace that you know and I don't!"

The king froze for a second and immediately turned to escape, but it was too late.

Sebastian's warriors pounced. Some were in human form, and some had shifted, but even as wolves, they were still slaves to Sebastian's will.

A sickening shudder ran through my gut as Sebastian's army tore through what remained of the Alpha King's men. The tunnel became a gruesome scene of gushing blood and tearing flesh. Armor and limbs flew in every direction as horrified screams of pain and terror echoed into silence.

The scent of copper and rust filled the air, turning my stomach. I wanted to get away but I was still tied up and Sebastian was right next to me. If I tried to escape, he'd pounce on me.

He seemed distracted and occupied but I couldn't risk him not paying attention to me at this moment. It seemed unlikely he'd forgotten about me, especially since he was winning!

The last of the royal guards sputtered his final breath, leaving the king standing alone to face Sebastian's insatiable, bloodthirsty horde.

Then, in unison, they jumped at the king, about to tear him apart!

“Keep him alive!" Sebastian ordered, and then he turned to me and smirked viciously; his eyes glinted with pure excitement.

I cringed away from him.

This was his moment. He'd captured me and could use me for whatever he needed. He'd defeated Dylan, the current king, his ex-Beta who'd betrayed him. He was riding the high of success.

Sebastian went to a corner passageway. He touched something on the ground that I couldn't see too well. The dungeon wall moved and revealed a large, open space behind it.

I peered around Sebastian as best I could and saw what looked like some kind of altar at the center of the open space.

Two of Sebastian's puppets hauled a struggling, squirming Dylan to the altar. They laid the real Dylan on it and tied him down.

Smirky, Sebastian stepped forward and searched Dylan's pockets and clothes. It didn't take him long to find what he was looking for—the two pieces of the artifact that Eros had taken from me, the Sheath of Protection and the Moonlit Crystal.

Now he had all three parts of the Blade of Souls!

With swift movements, Sebastian put all parts together. He turned to me with that same, vicious smirk. It was like he didn't think anything could go wrong and nothing could stop his wish from coming true.

From the looks of it, he wasn't wrong.

“Now, be a good girl and perform the soul exchange. I'll spare you and your baby if you do. But if not…"

He grinned and held the Blade of Souls out to me.

“Hah. Hahahaha!" It was Dylan interrupting.

I turned toward the altar where Dylan was laughing maniacally. He strained against the bindings and looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

“Stupid girl…I can't believe it. I can't believe that you're going to serve the cruel murderer your parents died to avoid," Dylan called out.

I paused. “What do you mean?!"

Sebastian snarled, interjecting the conversation. “She is making up for her parents' sins, her whole family's sins! They betrayed their real king, and put you, a useless piece of s**t that doesn't know how to rule the country, on the throne! She should be grateful I'm showing her mercy."

“First, let's get this straight," Dylan snapped, “My great-grandfather was the real crown prince and the heir to the throne! Why did he die early mysteriously? It wasn't due to the so-called unknown illness, but because his dear brother, your great grandfather murdered him! Talking about the real king, you're not, I should be! Secondly, her parents' sins? Hahahahaha!"

I looked back and forth between Sebastian and Dylan. I didn't care about their family strife, but I had never really heard the full story of what happened back then regarding my parents. The bits and pieces I'd gotten from Helen and others didn't give me a good idea of what really went down.

What I did know was that my parents did the soul swap, and then our pack was attacked and wiped out by the combined forces of many powerful and greedy alphas. Was there more to the story?