I tried to sit up in bed but Soren held me tightly.
“It is just more rocks, Mila, you've got to try and sleep," he murmured.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, and closed my eyes again.
“You murderers!"
I groaned and put a pillow over my head, trying to muffle out the shouts and the sounds of rock throwing.
Every time it died down, I started to drift off, and then another rock hit the house, waking me up again.
“You thieves!"
“Monsters, get the hell out of here!"
“Soren, how could you sleep through this?" I muttered, my arm over my eyes.
“The patrol won't let them cause any damage or harm to the pack house. We're safe and our temporary base is safe. Don't worry about them."
“It's not the building I'm worried about. They're attacking my hearing, though. With all the banging and the cursing…"
“You killed our Alpha!"
“You don't belong here!"
“Greed turned you all into monsters and murders!"
Soren sighed and nuzzled my cheek with his nose.
“If you close your eyes and relax, you can shut it out, I promise."
I let out an exasperated breath, but I tried again. I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths.
“You hideous bloodsuckers!"
“Curse you. Curse you and your families!"
“Bastards, you killed my husband!"
“Okay, that's enough," I said. I sat up.
Soren sat up too. He looked tired, with bags under his eyes, but he didn't seem angry.
“Do you want me to scare them away again?" he asked.
I shook my head. “They wouldn't buy it."
Soren's men didn't chase after them or hurt them. Once they realized Soren wasn't really going to attack them, they would come back again.
“Well, I get cranky and scary when I'm tired."
I rolled my eyes and swallowed my giggle.
“But you're right, they're only being this bold because they don't think I'll hurt them," Soren said.
“You shouldn't hurt them. They are so broken and… desperate."
“Alright, then you and I will have to try to ignore them again," Soren smirked. “Payne and Thomas will scare them off again if they get too close."
I sighed, “Let's keep things as low-key as possible. I don't want to draw more attention to ourselves. These people have been through enough."
He lay back down and held an arm out to me. I laid my head on his arm and snuggled closer to him. He sighed, “As long as you're okay with it."
They were all women, children, and elderly. I didn't want Soren or his men to fight them. They had the obvious advantage and it wouldn't be fair.
Many of those women had lost their mates, children had lost their fathers, and mothers had lost their sons. It wasn't right to pick on them or kick them when they were down. No matter how loud and rude they were being, especially since they didn't really physically attack us.
“Get out here and face us, you cunt!" one woman screamed. “We know your name, Mila Hathaway!"
“What?" I frowned.
This time when I sat up, Soren did too, a scowl on his face.
The same woman screamed out again. “You're a terrible jinx. You made us lose everything and now you're hiding in there like a coward! You don't even dare to come and face us! How dare you stay in our territory after what you've done!"
Soren's face turned red and he clenched his fists.
“Okay, now they've done it!"
He jumped off the bed and ran to the window before I could stop him.
“Soren!"
“They can say whatever they want when it is about me or my warriors. I'm not going to let them talk about you like that," he snarled.
He leaned on the window frame and stared out at everyone. “I normally don't hit women, but leave Mila out of this. That's the only warning you get!"
His voice was cool and calm but the power he emanated as Alpha made everyone on the lawn fall silent.
I went to the window and stood beside him, reaching out, I touched his shoulder, trying to pull him back.
It was quiet for a moment. I could see the fear and terror in their eyes, even in the dark. But Soren didn't move.
He just narrowed his eyes and stared at them, his gaze like ice. I'd seen many people cower under that look before, me being one of them!
The woman who had shouted my name stepped forward. At least, I assumed it was her. Who else would be so bold?
She tilted her head back and glared at Soren. Almost like she was daring him to act or trying to call his bluff, thinking he was just making hollow threats.
“We are just telling the truth!" she insisted.
“That's right."
“We know what she did."
Other murmurs backed the woman up but they were a lot quieter.
“She sits in our pack house, refusing to face us. Instead, she sends you out to threaten us… Women, children, and the elderly, and she demands a big, strong Alpha to threaten us?"
“Yeah."
“What's that about?"
“And you… an Alpha of your stature is willing to do something so shameful against us? We're entirely defenseless!"
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The readers' comments on the novel: Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Yeah sorry full of crap clichés skipping chapters...
Really oh fn....off another weak heroine roll, her pack hated her, she was abused, why would she do this .... pfghhj off at another cliche novel. .... Nope...