Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130: 0130

Lorelei POV

Thanks to Kaelen’s calming scent still lingering heavily throughout his chambers, I was no longer as panicked as I had been out on the street.

That didn’t stop me from sitting quietly at the edge of his massive bed, though. I pulled my legs tightly against my chest and rested my chin on my knees as my mind helplessly replayed everything over and over again.

My mother’s pale face. Those cold green eyes. Her sudden collapse onto the concrete pavement. The entire scene kept looping inside my head like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.

The heavy bedroom door suddenly swung open, breaking the oppressive silence, and Skye stepped inside, pushing a food cart into the room.

"The Alpha asked me to bring you your lunch," she said softly.

Behind her, the guards stationed in the hallway immediately pulled the door shut again, and the heavy click of the lock made me let out a miserable sigh.

"I’m not hungry," I admitted honestly, staring blankly at the floor. "I already ate while I was out."

Skye gave me a sympathetic look, but then her voice dropped into a conspiratorial whisper as she stepped closer to the bed.

"Paul also asked me to tell you about the plan with Hawke."

The second those words left her mouth, my head snapped up, and the fog of fear instantly disappeared from my mind.

Seeing my reaction, Skye’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile. She reached into her apron pocket and pulled something out.

"They already managed to bug his office. Here, you can listen to all of his conversations with this."

She held out a tiny black earpiece no larger than a coin. I carefully took it from her, turning the little device over in my palm as I marveled at how something so small could carry so much weight.

"Just put it in your ear," Skye said quietly, leaning in a little closer. "You’ll be able to hear everything. And I mean everything."

The way she emphasized those last two words, combined with the eager, wide-eyed look on her face, told me immediately that she had already tested it herself.

I shook my head, staring down at the small plastic earpiece in my hand.

This was really it.

The first real step toward uncovering the truth and finally getting the leverage I needed.

Taking a slow, steadying breath, I slipped the earpiece into my ear and pressed the small button on the side to sync it.

The very next second, the sound that flooded into my ear made my face twist in instant horror, quickly followed by pure disgust.

"Ah... yes... right there... don’t stop..."

A woman’s voice came through the feed, crystal clear and overflowing with unmistakable pleasure, making my entire body go rigid where I sat on Kaelen’s bed.

Every breathless gasp and moan painted a vivid picture in my mind, one I absolutely did not want to imagine. Yet my fingers froze, too shocked to even pull the earpiece back out.

"Mmmh... fuck... deeper... I need it harder..." she continued, her breathing growing incredibly ragged, broken by little breathless whimpers that rose and fell in a rhythmic pace. "Yes... like that..."

The entire time, Skye stood beside the food cart, watching my expression transform as she struggled to hold back an enormous grin. The corners of her lips kept twitching upward, and her eyes sparkled with barely concealed amusement as she caught every horrified flinch that crossed my face while the audio fed me way more than I was ready for.

The woman’s breathless moans continued through the speaker, growing louder and louder until my discomfort reached its limit. My hand finally shot up, ready to rip the earpiece out of my ear.

Then a deep, commanding male voice suddenly cut through the noise.

"Shut up."

My hand froze.

That was Hawke.

I didn’t need a second to recognize him. That grating voice had already burned itself into my memory. It had become a permanent part of my nightmares.

This was followed by a loud smack of flesh echoing clearly through the audio feed, followed immediately by his low, demeaning growl.

"A slut shouldn’t moan in pleasure like she’s enjoying herself. You’re supposed to hate it."

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