Summary of Chapter 706 from Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Chapter 706 marks a crucial moment in Alice Knightsky’s Novel novel, Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 706
Chapter 52 : A Soul Exchange
*Soren*
Mila was quiet as we walked back to the inn. I knew she had a lot to think about with what we’d heard from Scarlett.
“Mila…”
“Yes?” she asked a little too quickly and a little too breathily.
I smirked and arched an eyebrow at her. “You know, I agree with the advice Scarlett gave you.”
“You promised to help me get revenge,” Mila said, narrowing her eyes.
“I did, and I will help you if that is indeed what you want. But you should think about what she said,” I rephrased.
We made it back to the inn. Payne was waiting for us on the porch. As soon as he saw us, he stood up and came down the stairs to meet us. It was a formal gesture of respect I didn’t expect or usually get from him.
I noticed how Payne’s eyes shot to Mila and he bowed his head slightly.
He looked at her like she was an important person or that he had some newfound respect or reverence for her.
“Welcome back. It took you two long enough,” he said in a gentle, respectful voice.
Normally, Payne would tease me.
“Boss, I have something to tell you,” Payne said, flicking his eyes to Mila.
“I can take a hint. I’ll see you later,” she said, nodding to me.
Mila smiled at Payne and headed inside the inn. His eyes followed her in an unusual way. If he was any other male, I might have taken it personally, but I knew that the way he looked at her wasn’t with lust or desire.
He was a little off today and I couldn’t understand what was going on with him. He seemed a little nervous and oddly docile at the same time.
Payne took a deep breath. “Do you remember the first time we met?”
“Payne, I’m not likely to forget that,” I replied.
“Remind me,” Payne said.
I creased my brow. I knew that he hadn’t forgotten. There was no way he could forget that. Apparently, we were having a deep conversation about our past, which was unusual.
“It was seven years ago,” I started quietly. I motioned to the porch where there were some wicker chairs.
Payne followed me and we took our seats on the porch.
“When I first saw you, you were in wolf form. Barely alive and caught in a battle between two southern packs. I heard Ashley crying. That’s what caught my attention and I went to check on her,” I recounted.
“She had a rough time with those battles,” Payne agreed, nodding somberly.
“I saved the two of you. You were so young. Half dead, starved and skinny. You both looked younger than you actually were,” I said.
“And I was wary of you, like a wild animal,” Payne reminded me.
“I brought you back to the inn to recover. I told the both of you that I didn’t need anything in return but I wanted you to take the time you needed to recover. You were free to leave whenever you wanted.”
“A lot like someone else who recently joined us,” Payne murmured, glancing toward the inn.
“Only, unlike Mila, the two of you didn’t leave when you had the chance. You and Ashley both vowed your loyalty to me once you were well enough,” I said, chuckling.
Payne gave a very weak, lazy laugh and nodded. “There was nowhere else for us to go and you showed us kindness.”
Out of respect for Ashley and Payne, I’d never asked about their past. They’d been by my side for seven years and I had never pried. It wasn’t just because I didn’t want anyone prying into my past.
With Ashley and Payne, it was different. They were family and I didn’t want them dredging up old memories.
It wasn’t until I’d fallen into the dream with Mila that I had seen more about Payne and Ashley’s history.
I’d known the basics, that their pack was wiped out and that Payne had been saved under unusual circumstances, which allowed the two of them to escape. Other than that, I’d never known the details.
But now I knew that Mila, Payne, and Ashley were all part of the same destroyed pack and that Mila was the one who saved Payne. It was more than I’d learned about them in seven years.
“For the longest time, I thought the two of you were from those warring southern packs,” I admitted, broaching the topic carefully.
“We weren’t from either of those packs. Our pack was wiped out fourteen years ago!” Payne said, anger ebbing into his voice.
“I know,” I said, nodding slowly.
We hadn’t talked about the dream yet. I hadn’t figured out how to tell him that Mila was the daughter of his deceased Alpha and Luna. I didn’t know how to tell him that Mila was the one who saved his life as a child, with magic.
Was it my place to tell him? It seemed like a conversation he should have with Mila and I wasn’t sure that she was ready for me to tell him.
“The Alpha of our pack… he was the most powerful dominant Alpha in the world at the time. People loved and respected him. We had very comfortable lives,” Payne explained.
“I am sorry that it was taken from you,” I replied. I hadn’t figured out why Payne had chosen to tell me all of this.
He looked at his hands, rubbing them on his thighs. Talking about the past was difficult for him but something had changed for him and he felt it was necessary that I learned the truth of what his past held.
“Our Luna… you’ll never believe this. She was a witch,” Payne said. He chuckled darkly and shook his head. “Not a lot of people knew about it, even though back then, witches weren’t hunted or feared. They were rare but they were accepted.”
“Do you know what changed?” I asked.
Payne shook his head. “No. But that is a question for another day.”
“I understand,” I nodded.
“They were a force to be reckoned with. A mighty Alpha paired with a witch Luna. Others were jealous and envious. Some might have feared them. But no one would want to cross them or fight them… unless…”
I met Payne’s gaze and nodded. “Unless the prize was too tempting and the gains outweighed the risk.”
“You mean about the artifact?” I clarified.
“Soren, you’re a strong shifter. You can handle a rough pack here and there and minor Alphas. There’s no way you could fend off an all out war with the combined power of many packs,” he laid out for me.
I appreciated his candor but I wasn’t delusional. I knew my strengths and what I was capable of. My bigger concern was that Payne truly believed it could come to that.
“You think it will come to that?” I asked.
“These packs want the artifact. They wanted it back then and they still do. You and Miss Mila are their only link to it and it won’t take them long to realize that,” Payne said firmly.
“I imagine that’s true. Payne, do you know what the artifact does?” I asked.
“The funny thing about artifacts, their powers are often exaggerated,” Payne said wryly. “My entire pack was wiped out because of the rumored power of the artifact. And the irony, it wasn’t as powerful as people think.”
“Hmm…” I stroked my chin. “Please elaborate.”
“People said it could kill without a trace, it would raise dead, and there were some other rumors that are absolutely nonsense. Well, sort of. The real use of that artifact is… soul exchange,” he told me.
“Soul exchange…” I repeated.
“The artifact has the power to swap the souls of two shifters between bodies,” he clarified.
“How would that work?” I asked, trying to imagine something so unusual. It wasn’t a common phrase or a term used in magic.
“Think of this. You have a sick, dying shifter and a healthy, young shifter. The artifact could swap their souls. What would happen then?” he asked.
“The person who is dying would be refreshed and healed with a young, healthy body and the young soul would end up in a dying body. They’d parish,” I said. “That explains the rumor about it being able to raise the dead and kill without a trace.”
“Ridiculous that anyone could believe those rumors, isn’t it? Yet, they wouldn’t believe us. Even if they did, they would have destroyed our pack…”
“You also think that the artifact was just an excuse to wipe out your strong, powerful pack and steal their riches,” I muttered.
“Also?” Payne asked.
I shook my head. “Nevermind. The point is, the artifact was an excuse for a larger, more sinister purpose.”
The front door of the inn opened and Thomas joined us on the porch.
“Excuse me, I need to see my sister,” Payne said. He stood up and left me with Thomas.
“I didn’t interrupt, did I?” Thomas asked as Payne slipped away.
“No, we were done,” I said.
“I just wanted to give you an update. Remember that rumor you told me to spread… Well, I sent it out. People are going to think that you have the powerful artifact. You’ll be drowning in trouble before you know it,” he reported with a smirk.
I chuckled. “Thank you.”
Thomas gave me a worried look. “Be careful.”
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