Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 553

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 553

Chapter 53 : The Alpha King of Egoren

*Xander*

If she didn’t know the truth, well, she knew now.

The look on her beautiful face was exactly what I thought it’d be as I walked up to her, bowing my head toward her in a formal greeting. But I gave her a wry smile as I straightened my neck, looking into her pale gray eyes as they widened.

I bobbed my head at Abigail, whose mouth gaped in surprise. Prince Oliver arched his brow at me, then looked at Lena, his face lined with confusion.

“You know this guy?” he said, pointing his thumb in my direction.

Lena snapped her mouth shut, her eyes narrowing and her shoulders trembling. She was going to bolt.

One, two, three…

She was gone in a flash, running out the open doors to the terrace and disappearing around the corner. I pursed my lips, tilting my head toward Abigail.

“How are you–”

“What the hell are you doing here!” Abigail hissed, her face flushing with all color.

“You know him too?” Prince Oliver was thoroughly confused, looking from me to Abigail as he waited for an explanation.

“I apologize,” I said, smiling at Oliver but not bowing. His rank was below mine, after all. “I’m Alexander Crimson, Alpha King of Egoren.”

“Alpha King?” they said in unison, to which I smiled, arching my brows.

“Did you say Crimson, as in Crimson Creek?” Abigail asked with marked confusion.

“Unrelated; that was merely a coincidence,” I replied, tapping my fingers on the glass of bourbon I was holding.

“I’ve never heard of Egoren–” Oliver began, but I waved my hand in dismissal.

“It’s far south–”

“South?” He crossed his arms over his chest, looking me up and down, his gaze settling on the crest pinned to my chest. “A new pack, then?”

“Very old, actually. Anyway, it’s been a pleasure. Congratulations on your new sister-in-law, Prince Charlie–I mean Oliver. I need to go find my mate.”

Oliver was seething, but I just couldn’t help myself. I’d spent the last hour trying to gain entrance to the ballroom, being stopped by everyone and their mothers it seemed. Before that, I’d spent the last week jetting across the entirety of the f*cking pack lands trying to find the couple that could help… help all of us. I’d been successful, and

Lena was who I was here for now.

I had an incredible amount of explaining to do.

Abigail asked, her

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

No, you’re not.

disappear. I could feel her. The mark on my shoulder was throbbing painfully as I walked the

without knowing it, and I had no choice

pack lands because of the way he’d spread his family into positions of power that spanned continents. He was the King of the World, in my humble opinion. And I’d just spent the last three days groveling at

or not he’d believed a word I had said, well, that was yet to be seen. His eyes had flashed with understanding the second I spoke his brother’s name, however. The doors were opening, so to speak,

could, and she

wrapped around the whole castle, which was three times as large as any castle I’d ever seen. It was a city within a city, and I was breathing heavily by the time I

out, stepping into the shadow of a thicket of towering palm trees tangled in

steps more, breathing deeply in the rich, humid air. It

***

*Lena*

I’d just planted on Xander’s face reverberating through my body as I staggered backward. He cussed, bending over as he held his cheek, then turned his head

his teeth red in the eerie light of the moon drifting through the palm trees, shrouding us in

“I deserved that–”

sob. I reached up to wipe my tears, praying to whoever was listening

rubbing his cheek. I’d left my handprint on the side of his

broke up

as far away from

my chest. He

way,” he said, wiping his mouth and

asked, meaning for it to come out harsh

he said softly, damn near casually as he adjusted his sash. He wasn’t even

only two

realm,” he interrupted, his eyes

brow. “Realm?

doesn’t matter, not yet.” He

talk about

“There are other things–”

tears as I looked into

my voice, and he didn’t miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment

a moment. “You told me your mother was from

are you talking

to explain!” he bellowed, then shook his head, mumbling an apology as he

kingdom Lycaon created before he died. I rule it now. But, my line… my ancestors passed on powers like your own. It was a curse,

his weight as I held my breath, my mind reeling

your line, but removed. A distant cousin, perhaps. They were able to wed, to be together.

you

my home to find her. I left to find my Luna, the mother of

then staggered back a step, pinching the bridge of his nose like

stop myself. Every fiber of my being wanted to rush forward and throw my arms around him, to comfort him, even

like he meant it. He didn’t sound fine

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