Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder by Alice Knightsky
Chapter 161 Trouble Times Two
**Madalynn’s POV**
The crisp approach of dusk laid mist upon the ground as the setting sun disappeared over the treetops. I waited amongst the shadows of the forest. Watching the camp ahead from a safe distance, waiting to take the opportunity to strike.
“Is everyone in position?” the leader of James’ men said, causing me to snarl at him.
“Do you not f*uc*king have eyes?” I snapped with annoyance. “I told you my guys are always ready.”
I saw his jaw clench, but he swallowed whatever words he wanted to say. He should know by now not to question me. Yet, instead, he continued down the same road as always… annoying me.
“Prepare the shift. The changing of the guards is in ten minutes,” I told him as I quickly undressed and let my clothes drop to the forest floor. As the shift came over me, I felt the uneasiness flow against my skin as if someone was watching me. Usually, something like that didn’t bother me, but my wolf seemed to notice that it wasn’t someone from my group.
Pulling my wolf’s attention back to what was important, I crouched low to the forest floor and waited.
Sure enough, our opponents began the shift change, and that was our break in the line to attack. Looking at James’ leader next to me, I nodded. We both howled into the air, telling the others to attack, and within moments, chaos erupted.
The thundering of paws against the forest floor and the eruption of snarling and fighting echoed through the air. There was no turning back from our choice, and with the three hundred wolves we brought to battle, we greatly outnumbered Ethan.
The only problem I had was that Ethan was a formidable warrior, and one of him equaled ten of my own. He would have to be taken down quickly. Dashing through the masses, I took down one wolf after another.
The prize I sought lay within the tent at the center of camp, but making my way there was challenging. A roar bellowed through the air, causing my wolf to cower in fright. Ethan stepped from the shadows, his black wolf towering over others as his red eyes scanned the crowd.
I knew who he was looking for, and as his eyes fell on me, I froze.
A growl echoed from his throat as saliva dripped from his mouth. The very presence of his eyes on me was enough to make me want to run in fear, but I couldn’t allow myself to show weakness.
I wasn’t that useless Rosalie b’tch.
In addition, for too long, Ethan had fed the anger in my soul, and the time had come to an end. He destroyed everything by merely existing, so he must pay the price for it!
He and his Rosalie c’nt deserved to die.
As he charged forward, a few warriors saw his movements, and they all charged at him to attack him at the same time, trying to stop him in his tracks. Thrashing and pulling, Ethan fought them off, and one by one, they fell to the ground, dead.
To our advantage, though, a second wave consisting of James’ men broke through the treeline and headed straight for Ethan.
The plan… kill Ethan and capture Rosalie.
As much as I hated working with James, his plan would get me what I wanted. I couldn’t wait to take that b*tch Rosalie’s child and watch her on her knees begging me. I’d make her watch me have some fun with her f*uc*king son, and I’d be glad to hear her scream in pain. Once James was done with her, I’d torture her in a million ways before I granted her death wish.
Just thinking about that made me excited. As much as I wished that Ethan could bear witnessing those wonderful scenes, it wasn’t possible. Ethan was a threat that needed to be dealt with quickly.
Taking down a gray wolf that charged towards me, I bit into the side of her neck, ripping out her throat. The n*ake*d body of a woman lay on the ground where a wolf once stood. Her eyes were dull and lifeless as her dark hair spread around her like a halo, which made me jealous.
How dare she maintain her look after turning rogue?! I stepped on her body and hissed. Now she was a just a f*uc*king piece of ugly trash. Then I heard a heartbroken sob wrack through the air, and I bursted out laughing. It sounded like someone just lost his mate. How pathetic!
Stupid tor him to have her here and tor being so weak! My head turned back towards the battle. I watched as the wolves worked at overpowering Ethan. However, no matter how many came at him, it didn’t seem to be enough.
His strength, his speed, and his gorgeous wolf was just unformidable. Yes, he was my foe, but I couldn’t help but admire him.
I had heard of his ruthless and undefeatable reputation ever since I was young. I dreamed of being his bride, yet he treated me like a piece of crap and ruined everything I had!
How much I admired him in the past was not even one percent of how much I hated him now. I would do anything in exchange for seeing him suffer for the rest of his life!
However, it didn’t strike me what a terrifying enemy he could be.
He killed without mercy, and even a few rogues who weren’t with us and had been in his camp were killed mistakenly, but he only glanced down at what he had done without remorse for a second before he carried on his killing spree.
Taking advantage of his distraction, I attempted to make my way through the masses towards the center tent.
I wanted Rosalie’s head, but even just capturing her and taking her from Ethan was a feat I wished to accomplish. James’s guy wanted me to distract Ethan so that they could get close to Rosalie. Did they really think I’d give up any opportunity to see Ethan and that b*tch beg for my forgiveness?
As I was getting close, a wolf appeared in my way as I ran, and even without having him shift, I knew who it was. Talon.
His eyes bore into me with hatred, and so were mine into him. He owed me big for my bloody wedding, and he surely would regret that! Before I knew it, we were at each other’s throats. He pawed at me, snapping at my throat.
I howled, but he was too strong for me. D*mn Drogomor pack!
He pinned me down and was ready for his final blow. I howled again, crying for help, but I didn’t see any of my guys close enough to save me. I struggled frantically without avail.
Was this it?! I f*uc*king hate this world! Curse you, Moon Goddess!
However, before he could land a final blow, he was knocked from my body. A red raven wolf with black and red fur had knocked him off me and now stood guard in front of my wolf.
Confusion filled me, but a draw to that he-wolf was becoming increasingly powerful. Letting out a howl to retreat, I stood and ran off into the treeline as fast as I could.
Before I got too far away, I turned and glanced over my shoulder. The appearance of a few snarling wolves invading Rosalie’s tent brought a smile back to my face, despite my injuries.
According to the plan, those would be James’s secret agents. Maybe I wouldn’t be the one to get her, but as long as someone did, that was all that mattered. With that image in my mind, I ran till I was a safe distance away.
“Sh*t,” I murmured to myself as I shifted, and the pain from Talon’s attack surfaced.
I was so caught up in the moment, I didn’t prepare myself like I should have, and Talon was able to get one over on me. Slow approaching steps caught my attention just in time to see dark eyes with gold flecks appear from around the rocks where I was hiding. Baring my fangs like the wounded animal I was, I stared at the massive man approaching me.
His dark hair cascaded over one of his eyes, but yet, it was short at the back of his head.
He had a bad boy persona that made my wolf howl in excitement. I knew without a doubt what he was to me, but when I heard him say it, it woke me up from my stupor.
“Mate.” The word whispered softly off his lips took me by surprise.
“Who are you?” I quickly demanded, my heart beating out of my chest, but I could not stop laughing. A chuckle left his lips as he looked around. “Let’s get your *ss out of here. Come with me.”
He reached out to help me, but on instinct, I recoiled back. An intrigued expression crossed his face at my movements.
“Tell me who you are first.” My voice came out softer this time, but in the end, I wanted the same thing. I wanted to know who he was and what he was doing here.
“I’m your mate, Madalynn,” he replied with a smirk. Shock registered in my eyes that he knew my name. The name I used before I was banished. It felt so long ago.
“How do you know my name?” I replied with hesitation, “I don’t even know you.”
“No, you don’t. But in time, you will,” he said, stepping closer to me, his arm reaching out and wrapping around my waist as he roughly pulled me closer to him. The sparks of our bond trailed over my skin as a soft moan left my lips.
“I was sent here weeks ago to spy on the camp and the movements of a woman who led a force to protect my prey. Never before today had I laid eyes on you, but I am glad that I did. Otherwise you would be dead.”
He was right. If he hadn’t been there today, Talon would have surely killed me.
And if it wasn’t Talon, it would have been Ethan.
Just thinking about how dangerous he looked out there had me second guessing myself. I was no match for him, and I didn’t think that anyone would ever be.
Until I met the man in front of me who looked just as dangerous as Ethan out on the field of battle.
“Please tell me who you are.” I lifted my chin up, but requested softly against his lips, not daring to make the first move.
“I’m Behar…Son of King Kai…heir to the western kingdom, and you, my delectable mate, are their future queen.”