Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 554

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 554

Chapter 54 : You Have to Marry Him

*Lena*

The ballroom was situated toward the main entrance of the palace, and I found it rather easy to sneak into my room without being seen leaving the party.

The night was young, but I tore away at my gown anyway, struggling to find the zipper under the pale blue tulle that fell over my shoulder and down my back. I was panting by the time I’d stepped out of the dress and taken out the pin holding back my hair. I glanced in the mirror as I pulled on a silky pajama set, noticing my smudged makeup and overall disheveled appearance.

Xander was an Alpha? How could that possibly be? And where the hell was Egoren?

I paced the room, cleaning up the pins I’d shaken from my hair, and hung the dress back in the wardrobe. While my room was far removed from the ballroom, I could still feel the vibrations of music and chatter coming up from the carpeted floor, tingling up my legs as I paced.

But strangely enough, the back of my head began to tingle, like little pops of electricity going off inside my head. I blinked, scratching my temple as static filled my mind, followed my silence.

‘Where are you?’ Xander’s voice came through my mind, clear and edged with frustration.

I blinked again, furrowing my brow as I turned to face my reflection in the vanity.

‘I know you can hear me–’

‘Get out of my head!’ I said over the mind-link, adrenaline coursing through my skin as I looked around the room and then went to the window, standing to the side so no one below could see me.

‘We need to talk about this!’

‘I need to process what you’ve told me, Alpha King,’ I said with a hint of sarcasm.

He was quiet for a moment, then a low chuckle filled the far recesses of my mind. We were able to mind-link because of the mark; I knew that for certain. What I didn’t know was how to block him out. I retreated from the window and sat on the edge of the bed, gripping my knees.

‘Where are you?’ he repeated, but I shook my head, trying to will my mind to close whatever door he’d opened to me.

‘I’m in my room–’

‘And where is that? This place is… huge.’

‘You’re not coming up here–’

‘Second or third floor, then?’

‘Didn’t my uncle kick you out of the party?’ There was silence again, but only for a moment. I could feel the smirk touching his lips from wherever he was.

‘Quite the opposite, actually. I’m rather fond of your mother, and that tall woman… Luna Maeve?’

I paled, glancing out the window once more before I rose from the bed and slipped a robe over my pajamas. It wasn’t cold. It wasn’t ever cold in Avondale, but a chill ran through my body nonetheless.

‘What did you say to them?’

about us,’ he said, and I could tell he meant it. His voice caught,

fair, Xander.’ I walked to the door and flipped

recesses of mind,

a knock on

noticing I’d left it unlocked. I threw myself at the door as it

prevent it from opening, and I would have been successful had I moved just

him, which sent us spilling into the hallway. He yelped in surprise as the back of his head hit the

caught on the royal broaches

the hell!” He reached up and unclasped the

face twisted in concern as he felt the back of his head and then looked for any traces of blood on his finger. He relaxed then, sighing deeply as he continued to lay on the

killed us both if we got blood on the carpet. They just

up here?” I asked,

neck. “Hiding,” he answered, a

grin grew a little wider at his ex-girlfriend’s expense. He stepped past me into my room and flipped on the light, then sat on the

in the doorway, searching

tell me what’s going on?”

of

business,” he retorted,

my robe, tossing it on a table near the door

has he

who he is,” Oliver

“And?”

to the

exactly?” I pleaded, which caused Oliver

parents, and mine, where Egoren is, for one.

“W-what? As in–”

Oliver said dramatically, wiggling his fingers with a smug

“That can’t be right–”

No one batted an eyelash at it. Will was a little skeptical. He asked him a bunch of questions before Mom told him to go tend to his betrothed,” Oliver sighed, arching his brows as he considered his next words, “but I think Will was more bothered by the fact every female eye in the room was fixed on your mate the second he walked into

lightened the mood, given the obvious rift between the two brothers. But I fixated on how Oliver had, for a second time,

know?” I asked, and he knew exactly what I was referring

a bit as he looked me up

“Kind of–”

for me to say

breathed, feeling a little lightheaded as I sank into the stool

“Why? You’re not twenty-one–”

both know why,” I whispered, looking into his eyes. Understanding flashed

“Do you love him?”

my weight on the stool, crossing

But we

“You rejected each other?”

of the mind-link and the way my

stealing a glance in

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