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 out of

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

No, you’re not. You

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

knowing it, and I had no choice but to leave her behind

was a time when 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

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

only one person who could,

castle I’d ever seen. It was a city within a city, and I was breathing heavily

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

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

***

*Lena*

face reverberating through my body as I staggered backward. He cussed, bending over as he held his cheek, then turned

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

“I deserved that–”

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

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

broke up with me,

you as far away from me

glared at him, crossing my arms over my chest. He huffed, then spit blood onto the

by the way,” he said, wiping his

you?” I asked, meaning for it to come out

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

only two Alpha

realm,” he interrupted, his eyes piercing

brow. “Realm?

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

talk about

“There are other things–”

I breathed, fighting back tears as I looked into

it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment

year ago. I was looking 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 people of Lycenna. Well,

are you

head, mumbling an apology

Lycaon created before he died. I rule it now. But, my line… my ancestors

weight as I held my breath, my mind reeling as his eyes met

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

you trying to

Lena. I left my home to find her.

gaze to his feet, then staggered back a step, pinching the

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

he replied, but it didn’t sound like

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