Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 795

Chapter 6 : I Need That Map “I asked you,”

he growled, taking a heavy step toward me, “a question.”

“Your laundry,” I replied casually, waving my hand toward the basket on the couch.

“You never mentioned you were a historian-”

“This room is off limits,” he said, cutting me off.

Well, this wouldn’t do.

I wasn’t even close to finished looking through his treasure trove. He stopped short of me, crossing his arms over his chest.I did the same, mimicking his stance, even though my heart was thundering.

“If you didn’t want anyone in here, you should have locked the door,” I said tartly.

His steely expression didn’t change, but I saw the flash behind his eyes and the way the corner of his mouth twitched with some unsaid, cutting remark.

‘Try me; I thought.

‘I’ve dealt with worse than you.He said nothing further, but I held his gaze.

“I have no idea where anything is in this house, let alone your room,” I continued.

“It’s a maze.Whoever built it should be ashamed of themselves.”

“You have quite a mouth on you for someone allowed to stay in my house by the graciousness-”

“Like I have a choice? You brought me here against my will.”

I was suddenly seething, every moment of pain, fear, and fury bursting to the surface as I stared up at Jared.

“By the graciousness of your heart? Oh, please-”

“Would you have rather been a breeder? Or left behind to be tossed into a brothel?”

I bit down on the inside of my lip.

Okay, he was right about that.

However— “What right do you have to go snooping around in my private quarters? Do you not realize how fragile-”

“Of course I do,”

I snapped, shifting my weight as I extended a finger to point at one of the glass cases.

“I’ve never seen the Dias of Orian before.But, that’s a model, I’m sure.Likely cast in granite.Oh, and-”

I stepped past him, my shoulder brushing against his arm.

“This author’s theories have been debunked repeatedly.But him-”

I pointed to a large, dust-covered book on a shelf above my head, the title barely visible because of wear and age.

“His theories about the movement of the packs through the northwestern hemisphere of Findali are legend, still to this day.No one has been able to prove him wrong.But you only have volume one in your collection.Volume two covers…”

I trailed off, meeting his gaze.His mouth was slightly ajar, his eyes narrowed into slits as I let my arms drop to my sides.He was shocked, that was Clear, and I’d stupidly given too much of myself away.I didn’t know what to do, so I curtsied and started for the door.

“Wait a f*****g minute,” he rasped, and I halted.

“Who are you?”

“Eliza-”

“I know your name,” he said with obvious annoyance.

together, turning

took a step toward me, his head tilting

you?

were

He arched his brows at me, and I realized he was not used to

I said, hoping

“And you have books.”

play dumb.It

does being in the laundry, but you told Miriam I was a skilled seamstress.”He pursed his lips.I waited for his response, but none came.I eyed him, then turned on my

sharply, “find something in the library. I keep it stocked for the servants to use as much

hand gripping the knob so

tone

I catch you in here again, you will

promise?” I said, my chest tightening around the words as I looked at him

had, and I had to admit I was looking forward to his answer.He opened his mouth, then closed it

he said firmly, but he lingered

heated, and not

nothing about

twirled a lock of

just know he’s the

worktable, the air already thick with steam from the washing tubs as the water began to heat for today’s laundry.I’d spent the entire night laying awake, reeling from my run-in with Jared in his

I gruffed, sticking my fingers through a gaping hole in the sleeve of one of the shirts I was supposed to mend

get so tarnished? This is

who was sitting across from me at the work table, said nothing

responsibilities

“Fighting,” she said, matter-of-factly.

of the crew who

do in the ring, exactly? Other than rip their clothing to shreds?” I laughed, slipping a thread

heart tremendously. I grinned back, flushing with pride. I’d

started, settling herself

fists most of all I believe, then daggers and swords and the

daggers?” I

her eyes

“Why not as wolves?”

too.But there’s much more than other wolves to worry about in these parts, you know.Sometimes wolves are at a disadvantage, and battling with blades

by…much

on the back of my neck prickled to attention as a rush

gave me a

you know, witches,” she said plainly, “and then their hounds.But I’ve heard of elves and fairies being

my mouth was hanging open in

you say you

a laugh, giving Scarlett

up, waiting for

of how to answer

would take me days to explain my connections and pack,

employed by Jared kept their mouths tightly shut when it came to their origin stories, rather than air their past traumas out in the

Scarlett seemed to accept my incredibly vague answer, much to my

a few minutes as I pulled the needle and thread through the shirt,

taught me how to sew when I was a little girl.I’d gotten a needlepoint kit for my sixth birthday, a little plastic board in the shape of a duck.I got bored of it within a few

existing seam of the sleeve and the thread snapped.I cursed under my

the library stocked,” Giselle said over my frustrated

always brings new books back from his trips… romance, fantasy, you name

don’t like reading

and Scarlett both gasped, looking both shocked

“What do you mean?”

Giselle pressed.

you

I-uh, well-” I stuttered,

in New Dianny, untouched and still in the paper wrapping it had been

non-fiction, things related to, well, lore and