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.

just say your mate?” Abigail asked, her mouth remaining

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

you’re not. You

my shoulder was throbbing painfully as I walked the length of the terrace. Being a

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

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,

His eyes had flashed with understanding the second I spoke his brother’s

could, and she had no idea

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 reached the gate

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

more, breathing deeply in the rich, humid

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*Lena*

scream as I held it to my chest, the force of the slap I’d just planted on Xander’s face reverberating through my

in the eerie

“I deserved that–”

was only a strangled sob. I reached up

his cheek. I’d

up

to get you as far away from me as possible until

crossing my arms over my chest. He huffed, then spit

way,” he said, wiping his

you?” I asked, meaning for it to come out harsh and cold, but my voice was a whisper edged with grief.

near casually as he adjusted his sash. He wasn’t even looking

only

interrupted,

furrowing my brow. “Realm?

doesn’t matter, not yet.” He took a step

will talk about it

“There are other things–”

I breathed, fighting back tears as I

evident in my voice, and he didn’t miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment before he cleared his throat and tucked his hands into the pockets of his

a moment. “You told me your mother was from

you talking

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

in the 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, though–dark powers,

held my breath, my mind reeling as his eyes met mine

someone from your line, but removed. A distant cousin, perhaps. They

you trying to

here, Lena. I left my home to find her. I

to his feet, then staggered back a step, pinching the bridge of

fiber of my being wanted to rush forward and throw my arms around

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

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