Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 513

Chapter 15: Did I Hurt You?

Lena*

Xander and Henry had been talking, closed up in the bedroom, for more than two hours. I’d been kicked out of the cottage completely, made to sit on the porch like a child, twiddling my thumbs. It was Saturday, midday, and the rest of the workers were still enjoying their weekend in the village.

It was eerily quiet and dumping rain.

Henry pushed the door open and stepped out, not even looking in my direction as he walked down the steps and out into the downpour. I glared at him as I rose, crossing my arms over my chest as I watched him disappear around the corner of the cottage, walking toward his own with his medkit tucked under his arm.

I went inside, taking three long strides before reaching the bedroom door, and pushed it open.

Xander was sitting upright in bed, his back against the wall and his legs splayed out in front of him. His chest was bare, despite the chill, and his bandages were fresh. Henry must have changed them, I thought as I stepped into the room and leaned on the doorway, giving him a dubious look.

“I’m fine,” he glared, adjusting his weight with a grimace. He patted the bed next to him, arching his brow at me. “Do you want to finish what we started?’

“You’re insane,’ I hissed, tapping my fingers on my elbow as I looked him up and down. He looked much better than the night before. To my utter disbelief, the strange bruising was almost completely gone. ‘You screamed Jen’s name, by the way.’

“Henry told me. He also said it upset you.“

“I was more upset about the thought of you dying right in front of me. You fell on top of me, you know. You passed out.’

“Did I hurt you?” he asked.

I colored, then shook my head. Maybe not physically, but emotionally?

He watched me for a moment, his eyes scanning my face to make sense of my troubled expression. ‘Jen did this to me, Lena.”

“What?” I asked, not sure I’d heard him correctly.

“She bit me,” he said casually, reaching over to grab a book off the bedside table.

I gaped at him, then furrowed my brow. “Stop messing with me, Xander!’

“I’m telling you the truth. She bit me. Obviously, she gave me… some kind of infection.’

“Was she marking you?’ I asked, feeling suddenly weak and defensive. I hugged myself, wishing I hadn’t asked it.

“She was trying to take a chunk out of me. Not the same thing,” he actually laughed, then patted the bed again with more force.

I gave in to him and crawled onto the bed. but didn’t sit next to him like he wanted me to. I felt incredibly uneasy, and shocked, if I was being honest.

“What did you talk to Henry about?” I asked, wanting nothing more than to force him to dress and head to his makeshift lab in the warehouse. I knew Henry had smeared the black, murky blood root powder over his wound.

“Look, Lena,’ he breathed, sitting up a little straighter. “You’re going back to Morhan next weekend. Henry is going to set everything up-”

“No,” I said with force, but he held his hand up to silence me.

“It’s not up for debate. And its not for good, just for a week or so until all of this gets sorted out-”

“No, Xander! You don’t get to decide that for me!”

this, Lena. Okay? Henry said Maxwell Radcliffe want you off the property until the Alpha of Crimson Creek gives US

I have any say in this?” I asked, feeling heated. “I’m here because-because I had no other options. It’s not fair. None of this is fair. You came here because for some reason you wanted to follow me. You said you felt obligated. And now?

arched his brow,

‘And no one is telling US anything. This place is weird, Xander. It’s scary.” I swallowed, feeling tears begin to well in my eyes. ‘I’m scared, okay? What happened last night was scary. Everytime

I’ve kissed you, something bad has happened,” he finished,

root Henry put

know. And

say what I actually wanted to say. I didn’t know how he knew, but he shook his head, his

he said

the curtains covering the window.

It wasn’t

him again. When he’d kissed me, he’d been gentle. He’d been caring, asking me if I was okay. The first time we’d kissed, we

he’d been holding back. I could see the dissatisfaction now, lingering behind his eyes. For a split second, I wanted to

the tears again

“So, she attacked you?”

sorry-” he proceeded to tell me what happened in the warehouse, just hours before he caught up to Elaine’s car as we were heading to the village. He wasn’t worried

Did she go

see her,” he said.

brought my knees into my

Henry what happened. He’s going to

to be

go back to Morhan for a few days, maybe a week at the

***

fact that the night before he had passed out cold, crushing me, and

was standing in the warehouse, my arms crossed over my chest as I watched him prepare the slide of blood root. He’d scraped

a playboy, someone who didn’t take their studies seriously. In reality, he was meticulous and highly intelligent, even if I would never admit that I thought that

chem,” I said, deciding to leave out that it

carefully squished the sample between two thin pieces of sterile glass. He was wearing a flannel shirt, but it was unbuttoned because of the pain in his chest, his bandages clearly visible as

a box of slides in the cabinet over there,” he said, waving his hand in no

box out of the cabinet and set it on the table then

says

“Do you

deadpanned, squinting

“What’s going on here?’

the warehouse, wearing one of his strange, dated outfits. Xander glanced over at him, his gaze lingering on the man

“Work, for our study-”

his back. He looked me up and down, a smile touching the corner of his mouth. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze. Xander picked up on this, glancing over

here until next Saturday, at

was looking at the box of slides then shifted his gaze to me. I inhaled, nostrils flaring, as

feel the heat coming off of

talking about Jen. Xander eyed him but didn’t bother to correct him. “And

that, he bobbed his head to US and turned on his heel, leaving the warehouse almost as quickly as

peered into it for several minutes, then sighed, his hands

sample is too saturated

“You couldn’t see anything?”

I could readily identify as abnormal.” He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, meeting my eye. Then, he shrugged. “We ll