Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: 0021

Lorelei POV

"I told you last night would be our lucky night."

"How is it lucky? We only caught one girl. That other bastard slipped right out under our noses."

"But she’s pretty. Do you know how much her kind would be worth?"

"You do have a point."

My brows slowly knit together at the unfamiliar voices around me, and my eyes fluttered open just as bright rays of sunlight hit my face, forcing me to wince immediately.

The last thing I remembered was running for my life before something slammed into the back of my head hard enough to knock me unconscious instantly.

Now the blinding morning light only made the throbbing in my skull feel ten times worse.

I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the haze clouding my vision, and that’s when I realized I wasn’t in the forest anymore.

The damp scent of earth and trees was gone.

Instead, the air was thick with the suffocating stench of stale smoke, cheap alcohol, sweat, and something rotten lingering underneath it all.

Nausea twisted violently in my stomach.

As the blurry figures in front of me slowly sharpened into focus, I realized I was lying on a filthy concrete floor. Just a few feet away stood two men dressed in tattered, grease-stained clothes. Their faces were rough, unshaven, and completely devoid of mercy.

Rogues.

Even in their human forms, there was something deeply wrong about them. Something feral.

"Look at that. The prize is awake," the first one sneered the second he noticed me moving. He nudged the other rogue with a cruel grin spreading across his face.

My heart immediately slammed against my ribs, but the fear was quickly followed by panic as I desperately looked around the room for any possible escape.

Nothing.

I tried to move my arms to push myself up, only to realize my wrists were tightly bound behind my back with thick coarse rope that dug painfully into my skin.

"Don’t bother struggling, little missy," the second rogue grunted as he took a slow step toward me. "You’re a very, very long way from home, and your little gray friend isn’t here to save you this time."

The moment he said that, all the color drained from my face.

Cole.

Oh God.

"Please..." I choked out as tears instantly filled my eyes again. "Please... please let me go. I beg you."

I had heard stories about rogues my entire life but had never actually seen one until now because I spent most of my life locked away inside the estate. But Jaxen had told me enough over the years.

They were merciless.

Lawless.

Monsters who lived by their own brutal rules without answering to anyone.

Practically the parasites of the werewolf world.

And now I was completely at their mercy.

"Let you go?" The first rogue burst into a loud mocking laugh, the sound bouncing off the cracked walls of the dilapidated room. "Now why would we do something foolish like that? We went through a lot of trouble to fetch you, sweetheart."

He walked over and squatted down in front of me, his heavy sour breath washing over my face and making my stomach turn violently. Then he reached out with a dirty hand and gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to look directly at him.

"Two of our men are dead," he said. "We can’t let that go to waste. With a face like yours, I’m sure you’ll sell for a very high price. But if that doesn’t work out..." His lips slowly curled upward as his other hand brushed against my shoulder. "Then we’ll just keep you for ourselves. Have you carry our pups. Continue the rogue bloodline."

A wave of pure revulsion hit me so hard I physically gagged.

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