Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 466

Chapter 124: We’ll Meet Again

Warren held my arm firmly and beckoned to Greg. He ducked down behind some bushes and pulled me with him as we waited for Greg to join us.

“Prince Warren? What are you doing here?* Greg growled.

“Saving you two.”

“Shh!” I hushed them as guards raced by our hiding place.

Greg and Warren glared at each other. Of course, Theo would have told Greg about Warren running off, and possibly even about attacking me. He would be wary of Warren.

However, as soon as I saw Warren, I knew I could trust him, although I was still upset with him.

“Come on, we can slip out of the camp this way,” Warren motioned to us, tugging on my arm and pulling me away from where the guards had run.

I stayed low and quiet between Warren and Greg until we were well outside of the camp. When I couldn’t hear the guards anymore, I stood up and pulled my arm from Warren’s grasp.

“Warren, fancy seeing you here!” I hissed, still speaking in a low voice.

“First, I want to apologize for attacking you, Ciana. It wasn’t my intention to hurt you… I had just learned something about myself and it was confusing. I’m not saying that’s an excuse… It just is what it is,” he said sincerely. His eyes deepened and I could see the complicated emotions flickering on his face.

“I’m fine.” I softened my tone. “You didn’t hurt me or anything.”

I wasn’t sure if I was ready to fully forgive Warren, but he was making an effort to apologize. “Can you… can you tell me what was going on?”

Warren sighed and nodded.

“We have to keep moving,” Greg warned. *We‘re too easy to find this close to the camp.”

The three of us started walking through the woods again, careful not to step on sticks and draw attention to ourselves.

“I can’t abandon my sister,” Warren said. ‘She’s my only family. I’m sure you know that by now.”

It wasn’t an answer to my question, but it explained his current thought process. I could relate to his desire to be loyal to his family.

He looked away from me. When he turned back, his lips curved into a bitter smile.

“All my life feels like a big joke, and I’m the punchline. What I thought my life was, who I thought I was, none of it was ever really mine.”

I could hear the pain and confusion in Warren’s voice.

“I don’t even know who I am anymore. I don’t know who to believe or trust and I don’t know who or what I am supposed to be,” Warren sighed and shook his head. “The only thing I know about myself now is that I’m not a prince. Theo isn’t my brother, either. All my past discontent and jealousy… they mean nothing. It was all a joke.*

out and touched his arm. Warren stiffened under my touch, but he didn’t

sorry to hear that, Warren, but I’m sure you’ll figure it

asked sharply. He’d been leading the

one is following us,* I

unsettled by the fact that I was talking to Warren and being friendly to him than

quiet,” I said

and went back to

are you planning to do?* I asked Warren,

his

and friendly to depressed and

now when he found out he’d been lied to his whole life. If I’d had that big

escape route,” Warren said loud

only bringing this up now?” Greg asked, circling around

out in the correct direction. “You’ll be able to get far

stood toe to toe with Warren,

want Ciana involved in

I argued. I stood between them and pushed them both back a few steps. ‘Greg, we need Warren’s help to get out of here

don’t trust him,” Greg

Nov/, let’s go,” I hissed. I motioned to Warren to lead the

the lead, subtly heading back toward the camp. Greg was getting more and more agitated, whispering to me that he thought Warren was

save us and then bring us back to

don’t know. But he must have some

of you out

he’s so loyal to his

He wouldn’t have opened up and confided in

moment to be sly and sneaky. I could tell that he was struggling with his decision to help us escape from

a part of him still felt loyalty to Theo too, even if they weren’t related

he was and who he wanted to be on his

my pace to walk with

Ciana, but I do want to help you. Think of it as my apology for hurting you before,” he said, his

that led out of the forest. It was a narrow dirt road with lots of heavy footprints imprinted

Warren,* I said, touching

touch was somehow painful or burned

won’t have any guards. You can get to

to a place where

when Warren

heading in the opposite direction and he gave me a

whispered my name

things out away from all of this,” I pleaded.

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