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, her mouth remaining ajar out

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

me—No. No, you’re not. You

shoulder was throbbing painfully as I walked the length

it, and I had no choice but to leave

the most powerful man in the pack

eyes had flashed with understanding the second I spoke his brother’s name, however. The doors were opening, so to speak,

was only one person who could, and she

terrace after a good 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 I was breathing heavily by the time I reached the gate to the secluded back garden. It was ajar, the wrought iron handle

a thicket of towering palm

deeply in the rich, humid air. It felt

***

*Lena*

Xander’s face reverberating through my body as I

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

“I deserved that–”

I screamed, but in reality, it was only a strangled sob. I reached up to wipe my tears, praying to whoever was listening that my makeup was

rubbing his cheek. I’d left my handprint on

up

you as far away from me as possible until I figured

chest. He huffed, then spit blood onto the sand-colored

beautiful, by the way,” he said, wiping his mouth and straightening his

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

he adjusted

only two

interrupted, his

furrowing my brow. “Realm? I

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

will talk about

“There are other things–”

as I looked into his eyes.

evident in my voice, and he didn’t miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting

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

you

head, mumbling an apology as he ran his

the kingdom Lycaon created before he died. I rule it now.

weight as I held my breath, my

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

you trying to

Lena. I left my home to find her. I

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

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

sound like

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