Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 773

Chapter 118 : A Deal With the King

My heart leaped into my throat and for a moment, my mind panicked. He could and would kill me. Then he'd go after Pomeni pack and rip them apart one by one, just because he could. Even if I laid my life on the line, it wouldn't be the end.

He'd try to kill anyone that I was close to, anyone that I helped.

And my baby… Soren's baby. I couldn't make reckless decisions anymore because it wasn't just my life I was dealing with.

The only problem was, I really didn't know how to do the soul exchange!

If I failed, it would bring the same outcome.

Luckily, the moment I reached for the artifact in Sebastian's hand, it started to glow and hum, like it recognized my essence or who I was—the artifact was calling out to me!

Thinking quickly, I picked up the knife. I could try to make it look like I had an idea of what should happen, but the moment the knife touched my hand, I suddenly just knew what to do. Without hesitation, I sliced open my palm, letting the blood pool into my hand.

I spilled a few drops of my blood on each part of the artifact. They all started to glow even brighter, humming louder.

The stone and the sheath rose into the air and the dagger trembled in my hand. I released it and it floated up with the other pieces. They swirled around each other and then merged together into one.

The dagger had a gorgeous blood-red gem in the hilt, the Moonlit Crystal, or according to Soren, moonstone. The sheath no longer looked dingy and drab. It was embroidered with glittering, shimmering red designs. Even the dagger looked different. The blade had the same design as the sheath etched into it.

The dagger slid into the sheath and it floated back down.

“Well done, well done!" Sebastian gushed excitedly. His hands trembled a little and I was able to step back from his grip.

He didn't try to grab me again, so I walked over to where Dylan was strapped to the altar.

“You're really going to listen to him!?" Dylan yelled at me.

I pulled the dagger from the sheath and hesitated.

Sebastian was cunning, manipulative, and dangerous. He'd proven that more than once. I knew the horrible things he'd done now and I didn't doubt that they were true.

He'd hurt everyone I cared about, my friends and my pack. Doing what he wanted me to wasn't the most pleasant thing. However, Dylan and I were not in terms either.

If I could save everyone that was important to me at the cost of Dylan's life, it wasn't a bad deal.

I gripped the knife tightly in my hand, the blade trembling slightly.

Sebastian stepped up behind me and grabbed my neck again, his thumb pressing against my pressure point. With one hard squeeze, I'd be dead.

“Do it, now!" he commanded. “I'm losing my patience. I'll count to three and if you still haven't done it, you and your baby will be dead! Along with everyone else you care about. At this point, I'm leaning towards killing you all!"

I gritted my teeth and raised the dagger higher.

“Three!" Sebastian cried.

'Mila!' Soren's voice rang in my head loud and clear through the mindlink.

'Soren!' My heart caught in my throat and I almost broke into tears!

“Two!" Sebastian shouted again.

'Mila, listen. I'm here. Try to get away from Sebastian,' he told me.

My heart fluttered. Knowing he was close was enough to give me strength and courage.

“One!" Sebastian's clutch tightened. I swallowed back my tears and gasped a few times, pretending I was out of breath from Sebastian's tight grip.

“I… I'll do it but… l-let go… I can't b-breathe," I gasped. “I… I can't r-run a-away…"

Sebastian growled. He flung me forward, but his hand was still around my neck.

I slammed against the altar. It jiggled and Dylan groaned. I bit my lip and glanced around, trying to find the best way to get away.

“Okay." I nodded and raised the dagger again.

I aimed it right for Dylan's heart. He closed his eyes and tensed.

Taking a deep breath, I slammed the knife down.

Clang!

The blade vibrated violently in my hand but I held it firmly.

The entire dungeon fell silent as the sound of the blade echoed off the stone walls.

Sebastian patted himself down. His lips twisted into a wolfish grin. “Ha. Ha… Hahahaha!" He threw his head back, laughing. “I've been waiting for this day for years!"

The sound echoed around the room even louder than the knife.

Meanwhile, I glanced at Dylan who was muttering something softly under his breath.

“Wha—"

The blade was stuck into the wood of the altar right between Dylan's chest and arm. It had struck some metal underneath, causing a loud sound.

Dylan opened his eyes, panting. He looked around wildly and then his eyes fell on me.

“I'm still…"

Sebastian then finally realized that I didn't stab Dylan as he expected. His laugh halted abruptly and his eyes glared at me with all the hatred I could imagine.

“You f*****g b***h! You're a cunt just like your mother and aunt. Why do you always have to challenge me? And you wonder why I lose control when you witch bitches mess with me over and over again!"

He flailed his arms around and struck a deadly blow as he roared, “Well, you had your chance. Get ready to die!"

“Grrrr!"

His blow did not land on me.

A beautiful, sleek, black wolf launched over the crowd of Sebastian's puppets and landed between me and Sebastian, snarling and standing before me protectively.

I watched as Soren's wolf struck Sebastian to the ground. He groaned and tried to get up but Soren pinned him down with a massive paw.

My heart raced and I smiled as Soren's wolf head turned toward me, giving me a nod.

Shadows approached from behind and my smile faded instantly.

The shadows were Sebastian's puppet warriors. They swarmed around Soren.

“Soren, look out!" I cried, pointing.

Snarling and growling, Soren fought them off, ripping their empty, shell bodies to shreds. He destroyed several of them with wide swipes of his paws while still keeping control of Sebastian.

I sighed in relief.

“Mila, release me. Help me so I can help Soren," Dylan called to me.

I glanced down at him, still strapped to the altar. “Why? I don't trust you any more than I trust Sebastian. Just because I didn't do what Sebastian asked me to do doesn't mean I want to help you."

Dylan snorted. “You don't have to trust me. But the enemy of my enemy is my friend. You don't have any other choices. Soren will lose against that army!"

“No, not a chance!" I snapped, backing away from him.

However, from the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Soren. No matter how many he killed, more and more came after him. His back paw slipped, and I saw he was losing the upper hand.

A puppet warrior ran past Soren while he was distracted, coming right at me! I lifted my hands and muttered a spell.

Roots sprang up from the ground, long, sharp thorns impaling some of the warriors and lifting them off the ground. They flailed in the air, stuck on the thorns. They weren't dead but at least they couldn't get free.

“What if I give you my word, Mila, to leave Pomeni pack and those Norwind survivors alone?" Dylan offered.

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