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

out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping

know, Xander. I

“You used your powers.”

despite my efforts to stop them. “I’m not who you think I am,” I whispered as tire truth rose like bile in

a lock of hair from my face and tuck it

“You don’t understand-”

anyone,” he interrupted, then reached out to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his hand around my chilled fingers. “You spent yourself using your

Wiry did you

he said as a group passed us on the

of leading me around the warehouse, he brought me back inside, and we were hit

the bar and began to pour

doing? I drought we needed

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 party though. Let’s live it up, for a minute. It’s still early.” He downed the punch in a single gulp, and I couldn’t fight the

single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his arm around my waist, leading me

My jacket had been tossed somewhere along the sidewall long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as we danced felt like little bursts of

chest pinned against his abs as

The music and the alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers

his fingers toying with the break in the fabric over my hip bone. He chuckled, bending down to whisper into my

not wearing underwear, are

as his lips grazed over the top

more sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander couldn’t keep his hands off of

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

questions I had, everything I needed to know

get out of here,” he whispered into my

and my hair was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn’t know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his

“Where’s your jacket?”

as he pulled me into a deeper

growled hungrily, his hands planted firmly

his need through the jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself

back

corrld say

***

around my shoulders as we walked out of the warehouse. I slipped on the snow-covered sidewalk but he caught me, murmuring about having to cany me back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said, and when I argued that we could go to mine, he shook his head, saying he

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

I wanted to inn my fingernails down

street and Xander stopped, pulling

here?” I asked as I let him

again, thick and heavy. He ruffled his hair, sending little sprinkles

looking waitress set

the booth, looking around at the patrons of the dinner. It was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula

“You’re thin, Lena.”

fell over- the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis prickle with gooseflesh. He was

me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while you’re wearing that dress. That’s only for me

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255