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.

your mate?” Abigail asked, her

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

you’re

terrace and walked briskly around 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 to her on the train platform in Morhan had nearly killed me. The train

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

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

to be seen. His eyes had flashed with understanding the second I spoke his brother’s name, however. The

one person who could,

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

stepping into the shadow of a thicket of

deeply in the rich,

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*Lena*

reverberating through my body as I staggered backward. He cussed,

the eerie light of the moon drifting through the palm trees,

“I deserved that–”

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

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

up

away from me as possible

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

said, wiping his mouth and straightening his

his outfit, my eyes lingering on the royal crest on his sash. “Who are you?” I asked, meaning for it to come out harsh and cold, but my voice was a whisper edged with grief. I barely recognized

Alpha King of Egoren,” he said softly, damn near casually as he

only two

realm,” he interrupted, his eyes piercing

brow. “Realm?

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

will talk

“There are other things–”

as I looked into his

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

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, so am

are you

then shook his head, mumbling an apology as he ran his hand

left your realm, starting new in the kingdom Lycaon created before he died. I rule it now. But, my line… my ancestors passed on powers like

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

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

are you trying to

my home to find her. I left to find

his gaze to his feet, then staggered back

Every fiber of my being wanted to rush forward and throw my arms around him, to comfort him, even though he

fine,” he replied, but it didn’t sound like he

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