Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Talon‘s POV After the conversation I had with Ethan, I went to see Estrella the next day. She had made s

ure to put Rosalie on a strict diet and rest order to ensure she gained her strength back. A couple weeks

had passed, and Rosalie had been improving steadily, both physically and mentally. Estrella convinced m

e that Rosalie needed to get out of the house. That way, she wouldn‘t feel like she was a prisoner within

our walls –

of course, she would always need to be accompanied. Usually, I watched Rosalie from a distance. My si

ster Vicky had taken over being Rosalie‘s caretaker when it came to venturing outside of the main house.

The two of them got along quite well. I knew that Vicky‘s heart would break, though, when Ethan had Ro

salie killed. Rosalie was a kind spirit that you couldn‘t hate even if you tried. She did no wrong, and I didn

‘t understand how her family treated her the way they did. “Talon!”

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Vicky‘s voice filtered through the air, and I turned in the hallway to see her running towards me.

case.

“What‘s wrong?” I frowned. She seemed frantic, and I didn‘t like seeing my sister like that.

“Nothing. I just have to go take care of something, and I was hoping you can take Rosalie out into the vill

age today.” Me? Take her out? “Please, please? Help me this once, please? You are the best brother eve

r!” Vicky blinked at me, her eyes pleading her case. And unfortunately for me, she knew I could not turn h

er down on a small favor like this. Plus, it wasn‘t like I didn‘t know what Rosalie did

every day. I was always watching her to make sure she was safe, anyway. “Only this once.” I tried to put

on a stern face, but I knew it held no deterrent for her. “Great! Thank you so much!” she squealed with

excitement. She wrapped me in a hug before turning and scampering off. “The höll just happened…” I ch

uckled to myself as I made my way towards Rosalie‘s room. I knocked on the door and waited for her to

open it. I

didn‘t want to intrude on anything she might be doing. Regardless of her status within our pack, she was

still a lady, and should be treated as such. When the door opened, I came face to face with

her mesmerizing blue eyes. “Talon?” She said softly. I couldn‘t help but put on my polite smile. “Vicky had

to go take care of some errands, so I figured I would take you out to the village today.” She seemed gen

uinely surprised by my offer to take her out, and quickly nodded her head before following me.

After a few hours of wandering around and watching her with the people of the pack, I had to

admit iRosalie had

luna qualities. She was kind, and sweet. She was still very hesitant around men she didn‘t know, but whe

n it came to women and especially children– she

was radiant. “Talon…” Rosalie said softly as she padded up to me. “Here.” She held out a scarf that she

had been making with another woman. I couldn‘t help but be confused. “What‘s this for?” I asked. Her

smile faltered for a moment. The hesitant look returned to her eyes. “Oh… um… Well, I made you

a gift,” she stammered with her words while her eyes directly went

to the ground, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment. “You‘ve helped me so much since I came her

e. I wanted to give you something, as well.” I had never had someone give me a gift for doing my job –

a job that would lead to her death. “No – please don‘t be embarrassed. I

just wasn‘t sure why you would want to give me something. Here … give it to me.” I quickly took it

from her open hand and placed it around my neck. It definitely wasn‘t something I would ever personally

choose to wear, but she had made it for me and given it to me as a gift. So I wasn‘t going to be disrespec

tful. I had seen how quickly her mood changed when I

questioned her. It was a shame she always seemed to feel the way she did. She didn’t realize how captiv

ated everyone was with her, and how well respected she already was for someone who had not been her

e all that long. It was like a feeling deep inside us. Our wolves could sense

there was more to her than there seemed. A connection. “Well, what do you think?” I asked, trying to mak

e myself look happy. As she looked at me, she actually giggled. “You look great. Those colors look good

on you. I was a bit surprised when Vicky told me you like colorful things…”. Dammit Vicky! I

should‘ve known it was her idea!! No wonder she asked me to take Rosalie out today. She was sweet, b

ut I would never have worn this mix of colors together any other

time. I felt like I was wearing a rainbow around my neck. It definitely wasn‘t something you could miss. I t

ried my best to maintain my smile. “Thank you. I will wear it with pride.” Rosalie scampered off

quickly to rejoin the women she had been knitting with, talking

and smiling with the group. I grounded my teeth – Vicky, you just wait! “Beta.”

One of the warriors approached me. He was in charge of all the informants we had in other packs.

“The informant reported that a few packs on the frontier were attacked,”

“Details?” I asked curtly, “It seems that some of the outlying packs have been attacked

sporadically. There were a few casualties, but there weren‘t too many involved in these first incursions.

We are still getting reports in, sir. It seems like… they‘re testing the defenses.”

Ethan and I knew that this day was coming.

This was why Ethan was so adamant about always preparing – about having an heir,

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“Any ideas who was behind the attacks?” I asked, trying to piece together more information to share with

Ethan. “We have some guesses, but no proof,” he replied. “Get me the list of the packs that

were attacked and the details of the casualties. I‘ll need it in thirty minutes.” “Yes, sir.” He disappeared in

a blink of an eye, just as he had arrived, but I did notice that his eyes settled on my scarf for a couple seco

the past few years, the packs along the edges of the country

had been bothered by rogue attacks here or there, usually every two or three years. Normally, it wasn‘t a

towards me with flowers in her hand and a mysterious glint in her eyes. “Talon… Do you have a piano her

out of the blue. I found myself a little taken back by her question. She read my face and quickly added,

“But don‘t worry about it if it‘s too much trouble. I was just curious.” I was about to tell

her no so that we could return to the pack house. I needed time to sort out the information and report to E

sudden, I felt

bad lying to her. She rarely asked questions, let alone making any requests. It made it really hard to turn h

since, after she gave birth, she would be .. terminated. The thought intensified my guilt. I understood sacr

come up with any excuses, I found myself saying, “You know… I think

we may.” Seeing her eyes light up, I could

not bring myself to disappoint her. “Would you like me to take you to the music room?” I asked. Rosalie‘s e

a facility. “This way, please.” I gestured to her to follow along. She quickly caught up and walked side by

side with me. “I haven‘t played the piano since the day my mother

died. Even when I could have, I‘d feel alone most of the time, because she couldn‘t play with me.” “Why d

Rosalie was doing everything she could to fulfill her role. She was brave. I sighed as

we made a turn and arrived at the music room.