Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 671

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 671

Chapter 18 : The Perfect View

*Mila*

I kept the box pinned to my chest as I raced away from the graveyard. Soren could talk to his henchman all he wanted but I wasn’t going to stick around, especially if what Payne said was true and there were other bounty hunters closing in, I had to get far away.

Just outside the cemetery, my knees started to ache. The pain spread up my hamstrings and into my hips. Every step sent shocks of pain through my legs. I had to slow down to ease the pain but it still crept through me.

My hips felt loose, like they’d collapse if I took too many more steps. My knees were dizzy and threatened to buckle.

I groaned and clenched my teeth. My lower back started to ache, too. I’d never get far like this.

Why couldn’t I just heal already? I’d overcome the worst of the poison and the pain but it just wouldn’t go away!

The hairs on the back of my neck prickled. Someone was tracking me. I could feel it in my bones. They were just on the edge of my senses and if there wasn’t this thick fog, they’d probably be on me already.

For a split second, I thought it was Soren or his henchman, Payne.

Of course, Soren wouldn’t just let me go…

No, it wasn’t Soren or his friend. Whoever was tracking me felt fouler and more sinister.

This part of the village was in bad shape. My legs shook and I stumbled forward. I reached for the nearest structure for support needing to rest. My fingers connected with a broken wall. Heavily, I leaned against the wall and breathed deeply.

“Don’t fall down, you i***t,” I muttered to myself.

My head hurt and my thoughts spun. The world around me tilted strangely and I thought I’d pass out.

How was I going to keep moving like this?

I couldn’t give up. Not here, not now. I’d survived the Trial of Black Fire, one of the only ones to ever do that. I’d escaped from a powerful alpha like Alpha Chandler. I’d walked through a brutal sandstorm in the hot desert.

Through it all, I survived.

Finding the box meant I was finally going to get some answers and I wasn’t going to fall down here and lose that chance.

I continued to catch my breath and will the pain away, thinking about where to go from here.

My biggest threat was the damn bounty hunters that Norwind had hired. They wouldn’t mess around. To them, I was a payday and it wasn’t just me they were after. They were all competing with each other to get to me first.

Only one of them would get paid for my capture.

With the poison still in my blood and my basic self-defense skills, I couldn’t defend against them, let alone fight them all off and I wouldn’t be able to outrun them, either.

For the first time, I realized just what kind of trouble I was in. No one was coming to save me. I was unable to make my escape.

If any of the bounty hunters found me, I might not live to my 21st birthday, and then I’d never shift or know my wolf. I’d never know who I was, who my parents were, or get my questions answered.

It wasn’t like I wanted to live like this forever. Once I got my answers, my goal was to settle down and live a happy, peaceful life.

What if I never got the chance because I couldn’t get through this one moment?

I’d never had peace and happiness… What if I died without ever knowing what that was like?

No! I wouldn’t let that happen. There had to be a way.

Soren flickered across my mind. He had behaved so strangely toward me, right from the beginning.

If I was being honest with myself, I couldn’t definitely say that I thought he was after me to use me or hurt me. It is what I suspected but…

He hadn’t done anything to hurt me at all.

Whatever his ultimate motivations were, he wasn’t treating me like a prize or a means to an end.

He’d already made it clear that if he wanted to, he’d find me or track me anywhere I tried to hide. I’d spent my life learning to cover my tracks and avoid being seen or followed.

Yet, Soren seemed to always know how to find me.

Was that because I was getting sloppy or because he was better at tracking than anyone else I’d encountered?

He’d only let me escape when he wanted to. That much I knew.

How could I trust someone like that?

There were times when my heart had urged me to trust him. Moments after he was kind to me, I wanted to trust him and accept his help. The feeling had always faded.

But the more I’d learned about him, and how I’d seen him interact with Ashley and Payne, the more I thought that he treated me differently.

Not differently in the sense that he wanted something from me. Differently from anyone else he knew.

I wasn’t used to it.