Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 543

Chapter 45 : Only for Me to See

*Lena*

Adrian retreated from the area, glancing back only once as he slipped back through the door of the warehouse.

Xander didn’t speak. He just looked at me, his hands tucked in the pockets of his j acket.

I waited for him to say something for a moment, to say anything, but he was silent.

I shook my head, looking down at my boots before straightening up and attempting to walk past him toward the door.

He caught me by the elbow, pulling me to a halt.

“What are you wearing?” he asked, his voice low with a hint of rage.

“A dress,” I sneered, yanking my arm free.

He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, looking me up and down. I wished the hunger in his eyes hadn’t had the effect on me that it did. My stomach tightened with anticipation as his gaze slowly met mine again.

“What do you want, Xander?”

“I need to apologize-”

“Need, or want? Those are two different things—”

He closed the distance between us with a single step, leaning down to whisper in my ear. His breath was warm on my neck, bringing a fresh wave of fire across my skin.

“I’m sony I wasn’t there for you when Slate assaulted you in that alley.”

I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. He was wearing cologne, something woodsy and warm. I lost myself in it for a moment before I broke away from him once more.

“I need to find Heather and Vivien,” I said flatly, void of emotion.

“They left,” he replied, and my shoulders fell.

“What?”

“Heather left with a man, someone I don’t know. And Viv told me she’d seen you come out here. I promised her I’d walk you back to your apartment when you were ready to leave.”

I sighed, gritting my teeth as I looked up into his eyes. “I don’t need your- help getting home. It’s not far.”

“If Slate-”

“Slate’s gone,” I said, a little too loudly. I flushed as a group of partygoers standing on the edge of the dock looked in our direction.

Xander took a step closer to me, furrowing his brow. “What do you mean he’s gone? I saw him yesterday.”

“You did?” I felt my knees start to weaken as I thought back to tire night in the alley, about the blinding light, and waking up alone and covered in an inch of fresh snow.

did you do to him, exactly?” he whispered, his hand gliding down

realize he was holding me upright until I reached out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping my hand

know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers.”

think I am,” I whispered

to brush a lock of hair from my

“You don’t understand-”

interrupted, then reached out to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his hand around

help me? Wiry

in private,” he said as a group

he brought me back inside, and we were hit with a rush

bar and began to pour two glasses

you doing? I drought we needed to

glass as he took a sip, grimacing as he swallowed it down. I knew it was heavily spiked; I could smell the liquor die second I brought it to my lips. “This is your last college

twinkling lights Xander

my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as we danced felt like

chest pinned against his abs as he held

and the alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker

with the break in the fabric over my hip bone.

not wearing underwear,

his lips grazed over the top

get faster and more sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress.

ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about

questions I had, everything I needed to know just… faded into

whispered into my hair, turning me around

in the soft white lights above our head, and my hair was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn’t know my mouth was slightly

“Where’s your jacket?”

said against his lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still moving to the

he growled hungrily, his hands planted firmly on my

the jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself

back

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back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said, and when I argued that we could

needed to talk about brought me back to reality. The cold was biting into my skin as we walked,

I wanted to do. I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and let him claim me again, and

a snow-packed street and Xander stopped, pulling

let him lead me into a

was falling again, thick and heavy. He ruffled his hair, sending little sprinkles of water over our

looking

the

“You’re thin, Lena.”

shoulders and fell over- the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis

back on his menu. “Not while you’re wearing that dress. That’s only

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