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.

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

upright until I reached out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping my hand around

Xander. I

“You used your powers.”

not who you think I am,” I whispered as tire truth rose like bile in my throat. “My name is Selene. My

lock of hair from my face

“You don’t understand-”

to pull my hand from

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

need to talk about this in private,” he said as a group

leading me around the warehouse, he brought me back inside, and we were hit with a rush of warmth as we entered the crowded warehouse and

me to the bar and began to pour two glasses

are you doing? I drought we needed to

he said, handing me a 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 though. Let’s live it up, for a minute. It’s still early.” He downed

flash of twinkling lights Xander

along the sidewall long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as

him, my chest pinned against his abs as

made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be

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

wearing underwear, are

closing my eyes as his lips grazed over the top of my

their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander couldn’t

was only one thing we needed to talk about now, and

myself, though. All of the questions I had, everything I needed to

get out of here,” he whispered into my hair, turning me around to

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,

“Where’s your jacket?”

said against his lips as he pulled me into

you a new one,” he growled hungrily, his

jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He

back to

I corrld say was,

***

the snow-covered sidewalk but he caught me, murmuring about having to cany me back to his apartment. His place was

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

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

street and Xander stopped, pulling

I let him lead me into a booth near

heavy. He ruffled his hair, sending little sprinkles

casually as a bored looking waitress set

sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum of dated music drifting out of an

“You’re thin, Lena.”

jacket was covering my exposed shoulders and 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 wearing only a tee shirt and jeans. He had to be freezing. “Take

gaze back

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