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.

just say your mate?” Abigail asked,

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

you’re not. You

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

she’d been in danger without knowing it, and I had no choice but to leave her behind while I sought

There 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 of the World, in my humble opinion. And I’d just spent the last three days groveling at his

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

was only one person who could, and she had no

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

stepping into the shadow of a thicket of towering palm trees tangled in Monstera

the rich, humid air. It felt nice here.

***

*Lena*

to my chest, the force 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

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

“I deserved that–”

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

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

up

from me as possible until I

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

way,” he said, wiping his mouth

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

he adjusted his sash. He wasn’t even looking at me as he said

only two

this realm,” he interrupted, his

furrowing my brow. “Realm? I

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

will talk about it

“There are other things–”

tears as I looked

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

face etched with pain for a moment.

you talking

explain!” he bellowed, then shook his head, mumbling an apology as he ran his hand over

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

held my breath, my mind reeling as his eyes met

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

you

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

back a step, pinching the bridge of

fiber of my being wanted to rush forward and throw my arms around

like he meant it. He

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