What Happens in Chapter 712 – From the Book Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Dive into Chapter 712, a pivotal chapter in Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder, written by Alice Knightsky. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Novel fiction.
Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 712
Chapter 57 : Whose Beta?
Payne’s expression flickered several times until he finally composed himself and bowed his head to me.
Then, he gave me a kind of salute I wasn’t familiar with.
Shaking my head, I motioned to Soren.
“We need to treat his wounds. Those nettles were poisonous,” I reminded him.
“Really, there’s no need to worry,” Soren argued, shaking his head. “It is just a minor wound. Nettles are noxious but they aren’t deadly.”
“We don’t know what kind of nettles those were or how serious the poison is,” I said. I pocketed the stone and crossed my arms firmly.
Soren wasn’t going to get out of this that easily.
My eyes trailed to the wound on his leg. His pants were soaked through with blood and I could tell that it was still bleeding heavily.
“We made a camp near the cave where we found you,” Payne said.
He supported Soren as we went through the woods back down the mountain.
They had two tents set up and a small fire pit between them. It was a very rough campsite but I figured they hadn’t planned to stay there long. Just a place to sleep.
I followed Payne into one of the tents. He got Soren onto the cot and I was surprised when Soren didn’t argue or struggle as Payne put a blanket over him.
“Where is Doctor Lee? How fast could he get here?” I asked.
Payne shook his head. “Dr. Lee has been away on a personal matter. He won’t be around for some time and we can’t get in touch with him.”
Soren muttered something and groaned. His eyes were closed and he looked pale. His skin glistened in the lamp light.
I moved around Payne and put my hand on Soren’s forehead. “He has a fever,” I said.
“Soren, how do you feel?” Payne asked.
“Tired,” Soren muttered.
I sat on the edge of his cot and grabbed a nearby cloth, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
“Soren, you should rest,” I urged.
“Maybe… that’s a good idea…” he gasped. He looked at me one last time and then closed his eyes.
I listened as his breathing evened out and he drifted off to sleep. Sighing, I closed my eyes and bowed my head.
Was this the danger Helen had warned me about? I didn’t think so. But it was bad.
While Soren slept, I pulled his pant leg up and looked at the wound. Payne got me some bandages and wipes and I started cleaning the wound. It kept sprouting fresh blood and it wasn’t clotting.
The poison was probably doing that.
Leaves outside the tent rustled and I turned my head to the tent door.
Payne held a hand up to keep me quiet. He narrowed his eyes as he listened.
“What is it?” I whispered.
“Nothing dangerous,” he asserted, nodding.
Ashley poked her head into the tent. “Guys, you’ll never guess what I found,” she said, grinning.
“What is it?” Payne asked, sighing and relaxing.
Ashley stepped aside and a young man entered the tent. He had to have been in his early twenties and was rather handsome with his sandy blond hair and blue eyes. He was a little on the pale side but he was tall and fit. Not overly muscled and I could tell he hadn’t grown into himself yet.
He smiled warmly, the kind of easy smile that made us relax.
But I could sense that Payne was still on edge. He frowned when the boy appeared and shot a glare at Ashley. I could practically hear the question in his mind, wondering why his sister thought it was a good idea to bring a stranger into their camp.
“This is Eros,” Ashley said, still beaming a big smile. “He got lost in the woods…”
Payne’s frown deepened. He moved to push the young man out of the tent but Ashley stopped him.
“Look, Payne, he was in the woods collecting herbs. Medicinal herbs. He’s a healer and I bet he can help,” Ashley said quickly.
“Actually, I’m a healer in training. I’m still learning, but I could probably help, based on what Ashley told me,” Eros said in a smooth, charming voice.
Payne sighed and nodded, his frown relaxing.
My heart relaxed and I looked at Soren, hopeful that this Eros guy could actually help. As it was, we didn’t know what kind of nettle had stung him or the poison in his veins.
“You may come in,” Payne said, stepping aside.
Eros nodded and came up to the cot with Soren. I eyed him carefully, trying to figure out what a healer in training was doing in the woods at night, collecting medicinal herbs. Payne definitely had a good reason to be wary.
I didn’t want to cause a fuss. Not when he might be able to help.
“Hmm.” Eros looked over the wound and poked at Soren’s leg.
“He was stung by some kind of nettle plant,” I said.
Eros nodded. “I’m familiar with the poisonous plants that grow on Mount Lournet. This wound seems pretty fresh.”
I wiped his brow again and he settled down. When it looked like he was sound asleep, I pulled the gemstone out of my pocket.
It looked like a moonstone but it wasn’t exactly like a moonstone. I could feel something inside of it. A gentle hum or thrum of power. It was like it was speaking to me, calling out to me, and waiting for me to awaken it.
I held the gem up to the light. It shimmered in all kinds of interesting ways, like a prism or rainbow.
There was no doubt in my mind that this stone was mystical in some way.
I thought of the map and the other locations where artifact pieces were hidden. The pieces weren’t described, but this was the easiest one to get to and locate. I figured that meant it was the smallest and most harmless of all the pieces.
On its own, the moonlit crystal probably couldn’t do as much damage or harm as the other artifact pieces.
I imagined my mom hadn’t put as much time or effort into hiding this stone as she would the other pieces. And yet, we still hadn’t found it unscathed.
The other pieces would be hidden better and probably have more traps and protections around them. We’d have to be much more careful going forward. I didn’t want Soren to get hurt every time we found a new artifact piece… or worse..,
There were two other parts for the Blade of Souls. Soren and I would have to take more precautions and be more aware of the dangers that awaited us.
Soren broke into my thoughts, murmuring slightly.
“What was that?” I asked taking his hand.
His eyes fluttered slightly. “W-water…” he croaked.
“I’ll get you some,” I promised.
I rushed outside to Payne and he was standing there with a water bottle. I smirked and arched an eyebrow at him. He must have been listening in.
“He’s asking for water,” I said.
Payne nodded and we headed back into the tent. I took the water bottle from him and sat on the edge of the cot.
If I hadn’t taken it, I was certain that Payne would have bottle-fed Soren himself.
I pressed the bottle to Soren’s lips and lifted his head slightly, allowing him to drink. I was careful not to pour it all down his throat at once.
“Soren is lucky to have you,” I said.
“What do you mean?” Payne asked, creasing his brow.
“Well, you’re not his Beta, but you do everything a Beta would for him. I mean… you’re the perfect Beta and any Alpha would love that.”
Payne’s brow creased more and he pursed his lips slightly. I couldn’t read the expression in his eyes. He stared at me for a while.
He stared so long that I started to get uncomfortable. I giggled nervously and set the empty water bottle aside, easing Soren’s head onto the pillow.
“I’m not Soren’s Beta,” Payne said firmly. “But if you allowed it, I could be yours.”
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