Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 358


    Chapter 17


    Eventually, I saw a mansion in the distance. Its size was decent, but it was dpidated, with ivy and


    other nts growing up the sides all the way to the roof. The paint had long since faded, and some of


    the tree branches were battering against the shingles, knocking them free.


    He quickly tore inside, leaving the door ajar. I hastily made my way up the steps, barely missing a hole


    that might’ve cut my foot off at the ankle.


    Inside, I slowed and looked around. The marble floor was covered with dirt and windswept leaves in the


    corners. The furniture was nice-antique velvet couches, maple tables, marble busts, and the like-but it


    was all dirty and broken.


    I heard footsteps further down the hall and followed, trying my best to use caution, but now that I was in


    this situation, I realized it would be difficult for me to fight this man off. I’d do what was necessary to


    save my friend, though.


    In the back of my mind, I considered what I might do if I needed assistance and wondered how feasible


    that might


    be….


    Entering the room, I saw a muscr man wearing all ck standing beneath a dirty chandelier that


    flickered as it swung slightly above him. His green eyes were narrowed on me, his hair slicked ck,


    and the scowl on his face told me he was ready to handle me in much the same way that he’d taken


    care of Brook.


    Shey on a dusty couch behind him, moving slightly, which made me think whatever he’d done to


    knock her out was beginning to wear off.


    “I don’t know who you are or why you’ve taken my friend, but she’sing back with me right now,” I


    said in my most stern


    voice.


    A smile cracked across his face. “Your friend can go wherever the hell she wants to,” he said with a


    dismissive shrug of his shoulders. “It’s not her I’m worried about.”


    “What’s that?” I asked him as he came a few steps closer to me. I wanted to retreat, but I had to hold


    my ground-for Brook’s sake.


    “I didn’t go there to take this little nymph,” he exined, pointing at Brook. “I came there for you.”


    I pressed down the wave of confusion that was washing over me and just quietly stared at him while I


    quickly evaluated my retreat options.


    An evilugh ricocheted off of the walls. “I knew if I took her,


    you’d follow along like the sweet little puppy dog you are. Do you know why?”


    Father had once taught me that I should never follow the verbal traps my enemies set for me. Since he


    obviously wanted me to ask for an exnation, I decided not to behave as he wished. “I don’t have


    time for this! Release Brook, right now!” I demanded.


    As expected, even without me pressing him, he told me what he wanted me to know. “I’ve heard about


    King Sebastian’s ns for you, Ciana ck, and I have to make sure that they don’t happen. You


    cannot have a child with Theo.”


    My mouth dropped open as I digested what he was saying. How in the world had he heard about this


    already? I’d only found out myself a little while ago. My disadvantage was that he seemed to know me


    quite well, yet I had no clue who he


    was.


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    My brain quickly came up with a reply that may help to get some information out of him. “It’s none of


    your business!” I scolded him. “And who are you to disagree with King


    Sebastian’s order?”


    “You can call me Luther,” he grumbled under his breath. “Sebastian might be your king, but there are


    plenty of people, including many in your own packnds, who rebel against his rule.”


    What?!


    Sometimes at the dinner table, I had heard Mom and Dad talking about their disagreements with King


    Sebastian’s policies, but I also remembered how they’d said that simply


    overthrowing the royal court would only cause more issues for the already unstable society.


    The bottom line was that having different political opinions and publicly rebelling against the royal court


    were two very different things; thetter could easily result in the destruction of our entire pack!


    I pressed down my emotions and purposely rolled my eyes. “Yeah, right,” I said, trying my best to


    maintain a level tone and pretending that I didn’t care what he had to say, even though I was desperate


    to learn more about what might have urred in my pack.


    “Ciana. The rebellion has already begun. Why, even in your own homnd, there are people who are


    against King Sebastian, those who would cast off your father for being loyal to him. Join me…”


    I couldn’t help but scowl at this man for bringing my dad into it. “What made you think that I would trust


    the judgment of a stranger who kidnapped my friend rather than my own father’ s!”


    “Well, well. I’m not going to continue to stand here and have this conversation. I have other ns for


    you, gorgeous.” With that, he came at me, and I hastily dodged out of the way, grabbing a small table


    that was sitting by the door and tossing it in his direction.


    Brook was stirring again on the couch, but she was so out of it, I didn’t think she could be of any help.


    “Not bad,” he praised. “But your opponent is me.” Suddenly, his hand moved as fast as lightning and


    his powerful fingers


    were wrapped around my throat. His other hand had grabbed both of my wrists, and I wasn’t able to


    move anymore. I was captured!


    “Now, be a good girl,” he chuckled in a low voice. “You’re a slippery one, but I’ve got you.”


    Just then, I heard thundering footsteps in the hall. My help had arrived.


    I looked him in the eye and gave him a bright smile. “Oh, really? Have you?”