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.

to him, exactly?” he whispered, his hand gliding

he was holding me upright until I reached out to steady

Xander. I

“You used your powers.”

who you think I am,” I whispered as tire truth rose

reaching up to brush a lock of hair from my face and tuck it behind my

“You don’t understand-”

my hand from the

the blood root help me? Wiry did you go back to

he

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

me to the bar and began to pour two glasses

you doing? I drought we

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 party

similar expression, and in a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his arm around my waist, leading me

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

my chest pinned against his abs as he held me

the alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced by a growing desire

the break in the

wearing underwear,

as his lips

His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander

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

of the questions I had, everything I needed to know just… faded into oblivion, leaving me wanting for only

out of here,” he whispered into

was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn’t know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding over my lips and then against my tongue. A fever shot through me, blinding me to

“Where’s your jacket?”

know,” I said against his lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still moving

one,” he growled hungrily, his hands

wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled lazily, wrapping one arm over

back to my

I corrld say was,

***

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 didn’t want an

into my skin as we walked, even

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

snow-packed street and Xander stopped,

him lead me into

ruffled his hair, sending little

as a bored looking waitress

the dinner. It was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum of dated music drifting out of an old jukebox in the far

“You’re thin, Lena.”

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

he replied firmly, glancing at me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while you’re wearing that dress. That’s only

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