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.

mate?” Abigail asked,

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

No, you’re not.

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

she’d been in danger without knowing it, and I had no

in the pack

eyes had flashed with understanding the second I spoke his brother’s name, however. The doors were opening, so to speak, and we had no way

one person who could,

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 to the secluded

shadow of a thicket of towering palm

deeply in the

***

*Lena*

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

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

“I deserved that–”

was only a strangled sob. I reached up to wipe

his cheek. I’d

broke up

you as far away from me as possible until I

chest. He huffed, then spit blood

beautiful, by the way,” he said,

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

near casually as he adjusted

only two Alpha

realm,” he interrupted, his eyes piercing

swallowed, furrowing my brow. “Realm?

want to talk about that right now. It doesn’t matter, not yet.”

will talk about it

“There are other things–”

as I

eyes misting for a moment before he cleared his throat and tucked his hands into the

with pain for a moment. “You told me your mother was from Lycaon’s line… from the people of Lycenna. Well,

are you talking

his head, mumbling an apology as he ran his hand over

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

his weight as I held my breath, my

powers of the White Queens, someone from your line, but removed. A distant cousin, perhaps. They

are you trying to

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

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

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

it didn’t sound like he meant it. He

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