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,

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

you’re not. You

long strides, Oliver 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 painfully as I walked the length of the terrace. Being a stone-cold bastard to her on the train platform in

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

man in the pack lands because

or not he’d believed a word I had said, well, that was yet to be seen. His eyes had flashed with understanding the

could, and she

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

stepping into the shadow of a thicket

steps more, breathing deeply in the rich, humid air. It felt

***

*Lena*

the slap I’d just planted on Xander’s face reverberating through my body as I staggered backward. He cussed, bending over as

his teeth red in the eerie light of the

“I deserved that–”

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

I’d

up

you as far away from me as

at him, crossing my arms over my chest. He huffed, then spit blood onto the sand-colored tiles beneath our

the way,” he said, wiping his

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

he said softly, damn near casually as he adjusted his sash. He wasn’t even

only two Alpha

interrupted, his eyes piercing

furrowing my brow. “Realm?

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

talk about

“There are other things–”

fighting back tears as I looked into his eyes.

misting for a

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

are you talking

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

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

I held my breath, my mind reeling as his

the powers of the White Queens, someone from your line, but

are you

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

then staggered back a step, pinching

you alright?” I asked before I could stop myself. Every fiber of my being wanted to rush forward

didn’t sound like he meant it. He didn’t

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