Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 667

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 667

Chapter 14 : What the Hell do You Want?

For a moment, I just stared at Soren.

This time, I wasn’t captivated by his gaze. I stared at him because I didn’t understand why he was asking that. I had gotten the feeling when I left his inn that he was in some way relieved to see me go.

He had said I was welcome to stay and even come back if I needed to. But still, there hadn’t been any great effort put into convincing me to change my mind.

Now he was asking who I was. It seemed strange since I wasn’t sure what more he expected to learn from me.

“Didn’t you already investigate me?” I asked, putting my hands on my hips.

I hadn’t let him know that I’d been eavesdropping before. It was something I was holding onto for a time when I thought it would be beneficial.

This seemed like the right time. I wanted Soren to be shocked that I knew he’d been digging into my past.

For a moment Soren’s jaw tensed and he narrowed his eyes minutely. He recovered quickly and gave a lazy smile.

“I have a feeling the details will be more interesting coming from you.” Soren chuckled and slightly arched an eyebrow. He gave me an expectant look.

Was he not going to admit to investigating me? He hadn’t known I was eavesdropping. Was this his way of denying it without lying?

He didn’t deny investigating me but he didn’t exactly admit it either.

“I don’t know what else I can tell you,” I muttered, shrugging.

“Whatever you want to,” he urged.

We started walking again and I recognized the path ahead. Soon, we’d be back in the village.

I shrugged and kept my eyes down. From what I’d heard when Soren and Payne were talking, he’d done a pretty thorough check into my background and even Saboreef pack traditions.

What was the harm in telling him what he already knew? Maybe, it would keep him from asking more questions if I told him my side of things. It wasn’t like I had to tell him things he didn’t already know.

“From what I understand, you already figured out most of it. I was an orphan, adopted by a greedy foster mother that didn’t have my best interests at heart. When Alpha Chandler wanted to buy all the young women from Saboreef, I saw that as my way out of that disgusting shithole,” I said snippily.

“The Trial of Black Fire,” Soren muttered.

I nodded. “I was an omega and the Trial was the only way out for me. It was the only way I could permanently sever all ties, even if that meant death. I was willing to take my chances.”

I glanced at Soren. He had a slight frown on his lips. It confused me. I thought that Soren would understand going to extreme lengths. He was a rogue and I imagined that he had to, a lot.

“You asked them to poison you,” he stated.

“Like I said, I wanted to get out and that was the only way. Not all pack traditions are sweet and fluffy,” I said calmly.

“Hmm.” Soren flashed a thoughtful look and nodded for me to continue.

“It is so rare for anyone to survive the Trial that after I was poisoned, I was dumped in a deserted building. They left me there, assuming I would die. I no longer have ties to them, based on the pack tradition with the Trial,” I added firmly.

We walked a few more steps in silence.

Sighing, I wrapped up my story.

“Most of them think I’m dead, which is why they never came after me. I don’t know how all these goons coming after me found out… at least I have no reason to return to Saboreef,” I said.

“It is odd that your own pack thinks you’re dead but there are others from all over coming after you,” Soren agreed. It seemed like he was just as confused about it as I was.

That was the one thing that hadn’t made sense to me before. If Saboreef reported that I was dead by poisoning to Alpha Chandler, why would he still send people after me?

I knew it wasn’t anything Soren hadn’t already figured out. When I’d listened to Soren and Payne talk about me, Soren had said he wondered why the pack abandoned me or sent me off on my own while I was still struggling with the poison. It was because they never expected anyone to survive.

I couldn’t tell him more than that.

“That does sound like an ordeal,” he said with a nod.

I pursed my lips, waiting for him to ask more questions.

He didn’t have any. Not that I was complaining.

We were back in the Miltern village. Everyone was still wandering around unhappily with blank stares on their faces.

I couldn’t help looking around and wondering again what was wrong with these poor people. This wasn’t normal and it was no way to live!

“Where will you be staying?” Soren asked, breaking into my thoughts.

I hadn’t thought that far ahead. When I first arrived in Miltern, I hadn’t looked for an inn or hotel. I’d been a little preoccupied with the guys chasing me!

There was no way I was going to admit that to Soren. I didn’t want or need his help. Besides, I didn’t want him to know exactly where I was. It felt creepy.

“Now that we’re safe in town, it would probably be fine if we split up. I don’t need you keeping track of me,” I insisted.

“Well, I’m going to keep track of you. You’re still in danger, whether you think it or not. These people… they aren’t going to help you,” he said, motioning to the Miltern people wandering about aimlessly.

“I can take care of myself. In the village, I can evade anyone that comes after me,” I explained. I’d done it before and was confident I could do it again.