Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder
Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 549
Chapter 49 : Back Home
*Lena*
I woke around 4:00 a.m., taking a hasty shower and readying for my journey. The last three years of my life were packed in boxes and stacked in a pile next to the front door of our apartment, waiting for the postman to pick them up later in the day.
I wouldn’t come back here. Maybe to visit, maybe, but otherwise, this chapter of my life had closed. I looked around the living room and kitchen as I slung my duffle bag over my shoulder, taking it all in–the twinkling lights that hung over the window, the pothos vines that climbed up the brick wall in the living room, the empty bottles of wine and pizza boxes in the kitchen.
Heather and Viviene were still asleep. We’d said our tearful goodbyes last night. They thought it would be for a long time, but they were wrong. I slid two envelopes on the kitchen counter, one for each of them before I headed out the door.
It was a short walk to the train station. It was frigid, but the sky was clear and stars still hung bright over the top of my head as I walked through the snow. I only saw a few people waiting for the morning train to Breles, which was less than a two-hour journey by train, their figures shrouded in shadow.
But one of the figures turned to me as I walked up the steps to the platform, and the thread tied around my heart tightened, taking my breath away. Xander walked toward me, his face void of expression, and took my duffle bag from my shoulder, carrying it for me as I followed him to the opposite end of the platform.
I was too shocked to speak. His cheeks, and the tip of his nose, were reddened from the cold. He’d been out here for a while then, and for a moment I thought he might be taking the same train. But he had no luggage with him. He set my duffle bag on a bench, exhaling deeply before he turned to me.
His eyes were dark wells, the little sparks of amber on display beneath the fluorescent lights of the station.
“I’m sorry.”
“What happened?” I whispered, my voice edged with a nearly inaudible plea.
“It doesn’t matter right now,” he replied. He made no moves toward me. He tucked his hands in his pockets, his gaze drifting from my face to the snow-covered trees beyond the tracks.
“Are you rejecting me?” I dared to ask. I had to know.
But he didn’t answer. He continued to look out over the park, his expression totally unreadable. “What did I do wrong?”
“You didn’t do anything wrong–”
“Then why–”
“I can’t keep you safe,” he said sharply, his eyes meeting mine again so intensely I took a step away from him.
“Safe from what?”
He shook his head, shifting his weight as he looked away from me again.
was going to
his head toward me, fixing
“I don’t hate you–”
you continue to play games with me. I thought you… I thought you wanted
wanted to throw up. I wanted to sob. I took another step away from him, turning away so he couldn’t see the blush sending a wave of heat prickling over my neck and
whispered, low enough I
“It doesn’t matter–”
in this to sleep with me? To claim me as some prize,
was twisted with fury as he slowly turned his head to look at me, eyes
think I’d
did. And then you sent
a step in
yesterday. He asked me
know what he’s
was upset. He said Gideon had come looking for you, and
said, his voice so sharp it could
everything you can to pull me back in, making me promises, telling me you love me only to push me away again. You’re cold, Xander. You’re a liar. You’ve been playing me
that makes you feel better, then
I actually marked you first, which I don’t believe for a
“I’m sorry–”
not sorry! You keep saying that, but you’ve never meant
was looking at me, his face stone cold. I wanted to slap him just to get a reaction out of him, but my arms felt weak at my sides. My heart
I woke up that morning and I knew it was a mistake. I have nothing to offer you but heartache and loss,
my brows, his words like a blow to my chest. The platform began to vibrate as a soft rumble sounded in the distance, followed by the lights of a train
into my eyes. There was something behind his stare that gave me a single shred of hope. It was a look of absolute distress, like every word that came out of
whispered, my voice drowned out by the train as it pulled into the station. He reached for my duffle bag, but I grabbed
“Lena–”
can you possibly
I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked
as I jumped out and ran to him, wrapping my arms around him as he kissed me, telling me he was wrong, that he loved
I wouldn’t see him standing on the platform as the train lurched forward. I set my duffle bag in my lap, hugging it like
was broken, shattered beyond repair, but I didn’t feel like my bones were breaking. I didn’t feel like I was going to
crawl at first, then gaining substantial speed
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