Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 561

Chapter 61 : Loosen Up, White Queen

*Xander*

Fire was burning behind Lena’s eyes, and it wasn’t the reflection of the sunset turning her pale gray irises a fiery red, no. Poor Charlie. He looked utterly confused at her sudden wrath. She looked exquisite in her blood red gown, but with her cheeks and eyes flaming, she looked more like a demon born from ash and embers than a regal princess.

“Lena, let’s just take a step back–” I tried to say, but her gaze flicked to me, her mouth pulling at the corners to form a tight line.

“What the hell are you talking about, Charlie?” she snapped.

Charlie arched his brow, shifting his weight as he opened and closed his mouth like a fish. “Mom isn’t going to be a White Queen–”

“But she is a White Queen!”

Lena looked incredibly young at the moment. She was ready to start stomping her foot, her fists clenched and trembling at her sides. I painfully realized, for the first time, what she was up against, and why she’d been fighting tooth and nail against her family for her entire life.

None of this was up to her. This was her blood, the very air that she breathed.

“Not like… not like you are–” Charlie said in a low warning tone, his eyes flicking to me, then back to her. He tilted his head in her direction, trying to physically get his point across.

“Because of her powers?” I asked, crossing my hands over my chest.

Lena sniffed indignantly, swallowing hard with her jaw set, and flexed. Charlie eyed me up and down, then gave me a single tight nod.

“So you know?”

“A bit,” I answered. “What exactly does this mean for her? She’s being crowned–”

“I have no idea how any of this works,” Charlie bit out before Lena could cut in, holding his hand out to silence her. “I just know our grandpa isn’t in the best of health and is refusing help from everyone. Our grandma wants to step back from her duties and spend what time she has left with him, you know.”

“Is it really that serious?” Lena said, her voice breaking.

Charlie only shrugged, looking into the depths of his bottle of beer.

“I was under the impression he couldn’t die, you know, from what our moms told us,” she said.

“What?” I said, shaking my head as if I had sand stuck in my ear. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you correctly–”

“You did,” Lena replied, her words sharpened like a blade. “Welcome to the fantasy that is our family, Xander.”

Charlie smirked, not making eye contact with either of us.

“I really don’t understand what you meant by that,” I pressed, my mind reeling. “Can you, uh–”

“It doesn’t matter, Xander. Why do you even care?” Lena snapped.

“Chill out, Lena. Don’t take

me to

rustled the sand between them. At first, I didn’t see much of a resemblance between Lena and her family members. But seeing

raising my voice above the sound of their

shape of their eyes. They were the same, but Charlie’s were a deep,

as I turned my gaze to Lena, seeing her as what she truly was–a Goddess, born into a tight-knit, loving family, but she hadn’t been able to escape the blatant fact that she was different. Her eyes were such a pale gray, catching every color around her. Her hair was white and straight, her facial features still striking, but they didn’t hold weight to the

She always had been,

it was ripping her to

the past three years pretending

looking between them.

at me, then at each other, and laughed. Some of the tension left my shoulders as they continued to laugh, their

I hope not,” Charlie sputtered. I glared at him, tapping my fingers on my thigh while I waited

from your body. Grandma used a flower called the Moonlight Lily to

times. It wasn’t totally unbelievable, not after the magic berries

Queen could step down from her post. I thought

White Queens died young, from what we know, up until my grandmother,” Charlie said with a shrug. “Lena was born for

wasn’t born for this,” she whispered, and I could hear the pain laced through her voice as she spoke. She was hugging herself as if she was cold.

reincarnate, Lena,” Charlie pressed, and hearing him speaking the words hit me like a freight train. I’d known,

this,

I’m not, and everyone’s been

Charlie and I said

between the three of us, broken only by a drunken chuckle from Oliver, who was still asleep

hour had passed, and a violet shadow crept over the beach, sending a blue-black haze over the group of us. In

darken–they glowed, the flakes of blue around her irises giving depth to her opal-like gaze,

took on a purple hue, a cloak of

was when she was at her best. I could see who, and what, she was clearly

thinking by leaving my

down from her

watched her, her eyes fixed on Charlie, every

his cheeks, then blew out his breath, shaking his head slowly from

one going to tell me?” she continued, her voice catching in

up at the narrow set of stairs leading back up to the

of my bottom lip, then sighed

go back up

without looking at either of us, her eyes fixed on the cloudless, twilight sky

I said as calmly as possible, flexing my hand and urging

she met my eye, tears lining her lashes. She took my hand, and I lightly squeezed her fingers. Her face softened at my touch, and that bond between us quivered. Charlie cleared his throat, tipping his beer toward

gonna stay with him, for a while at least,” he said, tilting his head toward Oliver, who was now grinning like an i***t

hand in the crook of my arm and we were off, walking side by

have been exceedingly romantic had it not been for the crushing weight of birthrights and unwanted responsibilities pressing

going to be okay,” I said to