Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 32: That’s My Face

“All right, baby,” Hawke said as he lowered himself down on the ground on top of me,

his pants hanging open. “It’s time for you to experience what it’s like to be with a real man.

“No!” I whimpered, unable to say much more with the pain in my head

keeping me dizzy and my arms and legs pinned down.

My shirt was halfway torn open, revealing my bra, and I was desperate. Help! Where was Theo?

Why wasn’t he back?

Susan… maybe she could think of a way to get me out of this. I tried using the mind-

link to call to her, but she didn’t answer either. And I didn’t know what else to do other than pray.

Someone… anyone, help, please!

Hawke chuckled and reached for my skirt, getting ready to pull it up.

Before he could get my skirt out of the way, he was

suddenly lifted off of me. I watched through blurry vision as he went

flying across the room, crashing into the bookcase where I’d plucked the vase from earlier.

“What the fuck?” one of his men shouted. He was next. But instead

of being tossed away, he got a thick black boot to his skull. Blood squirted out of his nose and

mouth as his head crashed into the wall and his eyes rolled back in his head.

“How dare you touch her!” A thunderous and furious roar shook the entire mansion, and

I had never been so thankful for Theo’s presence.

The other four men all got up to try and defend themselves, but they were no match for the Dark Prince

. Even when two

of them attacked him at once, he punched and kicked his way out of the situation, sending them flying

against one another, into the walls and furniture, and tumbling onto the floor.

From across the room, Hawke shouted, “I’m gonna tell my dad!”

Pulling myself up to sitting, I tried to get my head on right as Theo went over to Hawke and kicked him i

n the gut, hard. Hawke began to cry like a little baby.

“The mind–link,” I whispered, using the

wall to push myself up to standing. The room was still blurry, but my vision was beginning to clear. All ar

ound me, I saw bodies. I didn’t think any of them were dead, but they were in bad shape.

Theo came back to me, and I could tell that he was still outraged.

“We need to get out of here,” I said to him. “Hawke must have mind–

linked others. Raymond will be on his way, and I don’t want to blow your cover.”

He ignored my worry and threw his jacket on me. His gaze

was dangerous and concerned at the same time. “You’re hurt. Hawke hit you?”

“Yes,” I said. “But I’ll be okay. Let’s go.”

But he didn’t move. A chill went down my spine and saw his face darken.

I’d never seen him this way before, not even when he was attacked in his office the first day we

met. His demeanor was terrifyingly cold… and even without the mind–

link, I could clearly acknowledge his urge to kill.

He gently laid me down on the coach and stood up to walk toward Hawke.

“Don’t…. Don’t you come any closer!” Hawke cowered as Theo approached him.

Before he could do anything else, the door opened again, and Raymond hurriedly stepped inside. He

had several people with him, including one of the pack healers. “What is the meaning of this?”

“Daddy!” Hawke moaned. “Help! She hurt me for no reason!”

I opened my mouth to protest, but then I closed it. Who was Raymond to believe me anyway?

The pack healer kneeled down next to Hawke to examine him. His father stalked

over as well, bending down to look at his

wounds. A moment later, he stood and said, “How dare you! Both of you. I

will ensure that you pay for this! You’re already in more trouble than you will ever be able to get out of,

with everything you have done since you arrived here, girl!”

“Everything I have done?” I retorted, no longer caring about our original plan of laying low. If

we needed to take care of Raymond right now, we would.

“Silence!” Raymond barked.

I looked back at the group he’d assembled.

They were mostly pack elders, people who had prestige amongst the pack members.

All of them were people who had

been known to be friendly with Raymond, but I had never thought there was reason to believe they wer

en’t loyal to my parents.

“Do not say another word, girl!” Raymond was walking back toward the center

of the room. “You have a lot to explain! You will be held accountable for every crime you’ve committed!”

I sneered, “Beta Raymond, between you and me, if anyone has committed a crime-” I didn’t get

the whole question out before he snapped his fingers and yet more people came into the room.

They were carrying a sheet with something heavy in it. I had no idea what it was until they dumped it on

the rug in the middle of the parlor. Then, the sheet came open and the contents spilled onto the floor.

It was a body!

I gasped as I stared at the form of a woman, her dress bloodied and torn. Even

with her hair covering her face, I knew who it was.

When Raymond leaned down and pulled

her head back so that her dead eyes were staring into my face, I took a step back, running into Theo, w

ho had returned to my side the moment Raymond entered the house. He was like

a brick wall, unyielding, and even though

he didn’t touch me, it was such a comfort knowing I wasn’t alone at this moment.

“You recognize Susan, I presume?” Raymond asked me, releasing her head so that it snapped back

to the ground. “The two of you were good friends at one point, I believe. She was a mentor

to you. A governess, yes? She greeted you upon your arrival here.”

I couldn’t speak. Everything he said about Susan was true. We were friends. She was a mentor to

me. I had been happy to see her smiling face when I had arrived back here.

“But then… something happened,” he continued, an `accusatory look on his face as he stepped over

Susan and came closer

to me. “Susan must’ve noticed you were acting a little strange, girl. She must’ve been suspicious.”

“What are you… talking about?” I croacked as tears

streamed down my cheeks. Shock and pain consumed me. Susan… she was dead… why?