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

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

No, you’re not. You can’t

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

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

man in the pack lands because of the way he’d spread his family

with understanding the second I spoke his brother’s name,

person who could, and she

as any castle I’d ever seen. It was a city within a

shadow of a thicket of towering palm

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

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*Lena*

I held it 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

in the eerie light of the moon drifting through the palm

“I deserved that–”

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

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

up

get you as far away from me

chest. He huffed, then spit blood

he said, wiping his mouth

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

casually as he adjusted his sash. He

are only two Alpha

this realm,” he interrupted, his eyes

swallowed, furrowing my brow. “Realm? I

doesn’t matter, not yet.” He took a step toward me, but I moved

talk

“There are other things–”

breathed, fighting back tears as I looked into his eyes.

was evident in my voice, and he didn’t miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment before he cleared his throat and tucked his hands into the pockets of

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

are you talking

shook his head, mumbling an apology as he ran

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

my breath, my

with the powers of the White Queens, someone from your line, but removed. A distant cousin, perhaps. They were

are you trying to

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

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

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

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

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