Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: The Night Everything Changed 

Four vears flew by. This trip home was the first since I’d left the pack at thirteen years old,

Even when I was in a secluded school, I kept hearing news about the Alpha of the Drogomor pack, about his undefeatable reputation and his ruthless cruelty.

Certain questions that I’d wanted answers for, though, were no longer important to me. Because I finally grew to understand what Talon meant by, “Ethan needs to do something that had to be done,” and, “He loves you, and he would never do anything to intentionally hurt you.”

I’d moved on from the past, and now I just wanted to get home.

I looked out the window as the car pulled through the gates of the pack house. Nothing had really changed much.

As the car stopped, the chauffeur opened the door and I stepped out onto the pavement. My eyes scanned the house and surrounding grounds as the front door opened, revealing my brother’s stern gaze.

I was quite surprised that he was waiting for me, as I had heard from Vicky that he was supposed to be on a patrol trip. I sighed silently. My big brother wasn’t as heartless as the rumors said after all. He was here waiting for his little sister to come home.

That alone made this trip so worthwhile. Although I wondered… did that mean that Talon had gone in his stead? Would I be able to see Talon this time?

“Hello, brother.” I said sweetly as I stepped forward. “It’s been too long.”

He nodded. “How’s school?”

He made it sound like I had just left to go to school in the morning, and now I’d just gotten home at the end of the school day. It was as if I hadn’t left here for years at all.

| smiled. “I learned a lot.”

“Good,” he said. “Tell me more about it.” He took over my suitcase from the driver and we walked back to the house side by side.

“You’re sure you want to know?” I titled my head to look at him.

He looked back at me, confused.

I laughed. “Which part do you want to know first, the good things I learned, or the bad things?”

Obviously, he hadn’t expected me to speak to him like that, and he frowned.

“I’m joking, brother!” I threw my arm around his neck. “Come on! Just be happy! I haven’t been home for four years!

Smile, okay?”

He paused for a moment, then finally let out a chuckle. “Georgia, you’ve changed.”

“For the better, I hope.”

Ethan raised an eyebrow. “Um… I don’t know about that, yet.”

I let out a loud laugh and looped my arm around his, trying to make the atmosphere lighter. “Have you seen my report cards?”

“Straight A’s,” he nodded, “Not bad.”

My eyes widened and intentionally exaggerated my response. “Only not bad? Then what is really good by your definition?”

He didn’t respond to me this time, but I could see the corner of his lips curled up. He was proud of me, even though he

didn’t say it

I gave myselí a thumbs up inwardly. This was a great start toward getting what I wanted to accomplian

We went straight to his office

I looked around the immense pack house Other than the office, none of the other rooms showed any signs of ever being used. The whole house felt lifeless. I turned my gaze to follow Ethan

When would he go find his mate? Goddess knew that he needed her! But that wasn’t the purpose of this trip

He sat me down on the couch in his office and he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

I sat with my spine perfectly straight, hands on my lap, just like a lady should… as I was instructed at school. Not that I cared about it, but I knew I needed to behave properly so that my brother would grant me my wish,

He took a sip of the alcohol and started, “Let’s talk through the plan for you after you graduate next year.”

I knew it! Of course he wouldn’t just let me enjoy a week-long break. He was all about business, and business only. 

The good thing was, I actually knew exactly what I wanted to do. With a perfect academic report card, I was sure that Ethan would support me as well.

“Yes, Ethan, about that, I actually have been thinking. I want to-” I started, but was interrupted.

“Mrs. Harper, the head of the Department of Trade talked to me a couple months ago, saying they had an intern program in Mirage every summer, only for the elite students…”

“But Ethan, I don’t want to go to the Department of Trade.”

“All right.” He lifted his gaze and gave me another option. “Mr. Sanders, the Secretary of Public Relations….”

“Ethan!” | raised my hand and exclaimed, “I don’t want to go to Mirage! I just want to come back here. I want to be a warrior!”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard it right. I want to be a warrior!”

He took a couple seconds to pause, so I told him my reasons. “Ethan, I can do this. You’ve seen my scorecard card. For all the combat skills, I got A+…”

He seemed to be listening, so I continued, “I was the best fighter in my-”

“No,” he said firmly.

It made my eyes widen. “Why not?! Ethan!”

“Because it’s too dangerous! Plus, you have perfect scores. You have unlimited potential.”

He stated at me and I could hear that his breathing was faster. But finally, he calmed himself enough and the words left hasta lips that concluded this conversation. “No means no, and that’s final.”

My eres were wide open in disbelief. I couldn’t digest what had happened, Ethan had just shut me down…like that

Georgia would be leaving tomorrow early in the morning, and hopefully I would be able to make it in time to say