Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 346

Chapter 5: Do You Want to Die?

I was in that dream again.

Grass wet with dew brushed against my bare legs as I glided quickly through the meadow, barely feeling the ground beneath my feet. My eyes were scanning for another glimpse of the majestic creature I’d just gained sight of a moment ago before it bound between two large pine trees.

I knew if I followed the gorgeous white pony further into the woods, I would run into him again.

“Don’t touch me!” He raised his voice, but he didn’t sit up, and his arms lay limp at his side. He wore a mask over his face. Only his onyx black eyes were visible to me.

“Do you want to die?” I retorted as I inspected his body for wounds.

“…I don’t care,” he replied quietly.

My hands paused. For some reason, his words broke my heart a little, even though he’d almost killed me just now.

I lifted my gaze to meet his. His eyes were so deep, so dark, like infinite wells, and I feared that if I spent too much time looking into them, I might not be able to extricate myself from their depths.

“Well, I do, okay?” I said. “My father would yell at me if he finds out I left someone bleeding to death in the wild! Relax. l’

m just going to bandage up these wounds.”

He grunted a bit when I lifted him off of the ground, but he didn’t fight back anymore.

Silence filled the air, and I felt I had to say something, so I started with the basic question. “What’s your name?”

He looked at me with those dark eyes and answered, “I don’t have one.”

“Really? That’s strange, because I don’t have one either.”

He cocked his head to the side and gave me a look that was a cross between confused and annoyed.

“It’s true. People just call me girl.”

“Girl?” he repeated.

“That’s right. Girl,” I gave him a big smile. My father had told me that smiles were one of the most effective ways to make friends.

But instead of returning a smile back to me, he almost seemed a bit uncomfortable and moved his gaze away from mine. “And what are you doing out here in the woods all alone?” he asked.

“Um…“ | tapped on my chin. “Have you heard of the Sun Blossom flower?”

His eyes widened slightly, and I could see that he had heard of it.

I continued, “You know, the flower that grows on the side of the mountains. I’ve heard they’re beautiful, and smell wonderful. That’s why I came. My friend was leading me there…”

“Your friend?” he glanced around immediately, his tone wary.

“Yes, my new friend. A little white pony…”

He let out a breath of relief, and then said matter-of-fact ly. “Those flowers, they’re not easy to get.”

“My mother also said it was a fool’s errand.” | rested my hands in my lap. “But I love flowers. Don’t you?”

He shrugged and looked down at the ground.

But then, the fire was suddenly extinguished. His whole body was taken by the blackness.

It turned unnervingly silent, and I started to get scared.

“Are… are you still here?” | couldn’t stop the trembling in my voice.

“Is something the matter?”

The sound of his voice startled me. I looked up in shock, my mouth agape as he stood in front of me again.

“Wh-what just happened?” I asked him.

He thrust his hand at me. In it was a beautiful Sun Blos som flower in full bloom, its delicate purple petals speckled with gold flakes that sparkled in the sun.

“You said you wanted one,” he said, handing the flower to me. “So I got one for you.”

Speechless, I stared at the flower. “How did you-?”

He didn’t answer me, and the darkness seemed to seep in all around me again until it was nearly pitch black. I could barely see him.

“Hey!” I shouted, wishing I knew his name.

I tried to reach out to grab him, and that was when I no ticed the blood.

It was everywhere, dripping from my hand, sinking into the fabric of my pants, and the smell of it, rusty with alu minum, filled my lungs.

The blood was coming from him!

“Boy?” I shouted. “Are you all right? Boy?”

He looked at me. I could see the whites of the eyes behind his mask, but in that stare, I saw no traces of life.

His breathing had stopped, but the blood continued to pour from him.

A shrill scream escaped from me-I realized he was dead and that the darkness was about to consume me.

My lungs were heaving and my heart was pounding out of my chest as my eyes flew open and the blackness faded away.

It took me a moment to remember where I was. Brushing my hand over my face, I sat up in bed and looked at the fig ures of the other girls sleeping in twin beds across the room.

Right. The palace.

My mind went to what had happened yesterday in the prince’s office. It was no wonder i’d had such a bloody version of my recurring dream after that.

The first rays of dawn filtered in beneath the curtains, and a glance at the clock told me that it was still quite early. It was unlikely that anyone else would be up, except for the servants.

But I couldn’t go back to sleep. Not after that.

Quietly, I got out of bed and decided to head to the gar den for a bit of fresh air. Being outside always lifted my spir its.

The morning air was crisp so I inhaled deeply, feeling more optimistic and peaceful with every breath.

Nothing about being here would be easy. I wished that my father were here so he could give me advice about how to proceed. Luckily, his lessons had been engraved in my heart. I would find a way to make it through this trial to get back to my home.

Beside me was a particularly beautiful rosebush. The blooms were a soft pink with traces of white, and they smelled divine. I paused to breathe them in, looking at the glorious pink and gold sunrise in the distance.

Everything was going to be all right. I just knew it. Peace fulness settled around me, and I found a measure of content ment in the solace of the morning.

And then… noises caught my attention and they quickly ushered my resolve away.

Looking around, I saw the shapes of two people fighting one another, and I immediately recognized one of them. He was the last person I wanted to see right now.

I had no choice but to show myself. But as one last at tempt at self-preservation, I grabbed some dirt and smeared it on my face, messing up my hair and putting leaves and sticks in it before I stood and walked to the opening, where he was already standing.

“Do you realize that she caused him to get away?” | as sumed he was referring to the attacker just now.

Prince Theo’s eyes locked on me again. I felt fear coursing through my body. He took a step closer to me, and I cowered, but my feet remained planted for worry of what would hap pen if I backed away.

Every hair of my body stood up, and my instinct told me ! was in grave danger as the prince paced back toward me. His face was still cold as ice, but I could sense a hint of anger from it.