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 mouth remaining ajar

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

you’re not. You

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

in danger without knowing it, and I had no choice

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

with understanding the second I spoke

was only one person who could, and she had

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 to the secluded back garden. It

I called out, stepping into the shadow of a thicket of

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

***

*Lena*

Xander’s face reverberating through my body as I staggered backward.

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

“I deserved that–”

was only a strangled sob. I reached up to wipe my tears, praying to whoever was listening that my

said, rubbing his cheek. I’d left my

up with

you as far away from

glared at him, crossing my arms over my chest. He huffed,

he said, wiping

sash. “Who are you?” I asked, meaning for it to come out harsh and cold, but my voice was a whisper edged

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

only two

realm,” he interrupted, his eyes

swallowed, furrowing my brow.

now. It doesn’t matter, not yet.” He took

will talk

“There are other things–”

as I

miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment before he cleared his throat and tucked his

for something… 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

are you

mumbling an apology as he ran his hand over

now. But, my line… my ancestors passed on powers like your own. It

I held my breath, my mind reeling

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

are you trying to

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

then staggered back a step,

asked before I could stop myself. Every fiber of my being wanted to rush forward

like he meant it.

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