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.

you just say your mate?” Abigail asked, her mouth remaining ajar out of

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

me—No. No, you’re not.

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

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

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

seen. His eyes had flashed with understanding the second

one person who could,

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

I called out, stepping into the shadow of a thicket of towering palm trees tangled in

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

***

*Lena*

my chest, the force of the slap I’d just planted on Xander’s face reverberating through my body as I staggered backward. He

the eerie light of the moon drifting

“I deserved that–”

was only a strangled sob. I reached up

I’d left

broke up with

to get you as far away from me as possible until I figured

arms over my chest. He huffed, then spit blood onto the

way,” he said, wiping his mouth

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

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

only

this realm,” he interrupted,

my brow. “Realm? I don’t

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

will talk about

“There are other things–”

as I looked

evident in my voice, and he didn’t miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment before he cleared

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 line… from the people of Lycenna. Well,

are you

his head, mumbling

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

I held my breath, my mind reeling as

the White Queens, someone from your line, but removed. A distant cousin,

you trying

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

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

wanted to rush forward

but it didn’t sound like he

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