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. You can’t

in two long strides, Oliver hollering after me as I stepped out onto the terrace and walked briskly around the corner where I’d seen Lena disappear. I could feel her. The mark on my shoulder was throbbing painfully as I walked the length of the terrace. Being a stone-cold bastard to her on the train platform in

without knowing it, and I had no choice but to leave her

he’d just been the Alpha of Drogomor, his title hardly holding weight. Now, he was titleless because he’d stepped down from all of that but remained the most powerful man in the 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

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, and

was only one person who could, and she had no

while, which I found exceedingly annoying. It 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

out, stepping into the shadow of a thicket of towering palm

more, breathing deeply in the rich, humid air. It felt nice

***

*Lena*

and I stifled a scream as I held it to my chest, the force of the slap 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 to look at me,

the eerie light of

“I deserved that–”

the hell are you doing here?” I screamed, but in reality, it was only a strangled sob.

find you, obviously,” he said, rubbing his cheek. I’d

up

you as far away from me as possible until

at him, crossing my arms over my chest. He huffed, then spit blood onto the sand-colored tiles beneath

by the way,” he said, wiping his mouth

outfit, my eyes lingering on the royal crest on his sash. “Who are you?” I asked, meaning for it to

softly, damn near casually as he

only two

this realm,” he interrupted, his eyes piercing

my brow.

to talk about that right now. It doesn’t matter, not yet.” He took a step toward me, but I moved away, shaking

talk about

“There are other things–”

back tears as I looked into

His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment before

someone, in particular.” He sighed, his face etched with pain for a moment. “You told me your mother was from Lycaon’s line… from the

you

mumbling an apology as he ran his hand

new in the kingdom Lycaon created before he died. I rule it now. But, my

shifted his weight as I held my breath, my mind reeling

but removed. A distant cousin, perhaps. They were able to

are you trying to

home to find her. I left to

his gaze to his feet, then staggered back

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

fine,” he replied, but it didn’t sound like he meant it.

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