Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Cleo exhaled deeply, a little of the tension leaving her shoulders as the crewmen crowded the railing in front of us, their arms outstretched as Troy stood up in the small boat, holding Myla up to the crewmen with his good arm.
"What the hell did you get yourself into, Troy?" said the captain as Troy climbed over the railing, accepting the help of the crew.
"I have a lot to explain, Keaton," Troy replied, but the captain wasn't listening. Keaton was staring at Myla as she was laid out on a stretcher, his golden eyes fixed on her face and his hands trembling slightly as he began to reach down to touch her on the shoulder.
Cleo stiffened beside me, and I stepped forward to tell the man to get