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.

her. “Chill out, Lena. Don’t take this out

tell me to

and Lena began to hurl insults, their faces growing redder and redder as fury rustled the sand between them. At first, I didn’t see much of a resemblance between Lena and her family members. But seeing her and Charlie go toe to toe, well… the similarities weren’t physical, that was for sure.

raising my voice above the sound of their

breathing heavily. I saw it then, the shape of their eyes. They were the same, but Charlie’s were a deep, steel

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

had been, and she always would

ripping her

three

happens now?” I asked, looking between them.

Lena looked at me, then at each other, and laughed. Some of the tension left

at him, tapping my fingers on my thigh while

time ago now. It… it damages the soul, you know, strips it from your body. Grandma used a flower called the Moonlight Lily to bring him back, but in order to do that she

a few times. It wasn’t totally unbelievable, not after the

a White Queen could step down from her post. I thought it was something they were

young, from what we know, up until my grandmother,” Charlie

spoke. She was hugging herself as if she was cold. I wanted to reach out and take her into

freight train. I’d known, of course, that her differences meant something unearthly and divine. Her untested powers

this,

I’m not, and

Charlie and I said in

us, broken only by a drunken chuckle from Oliver, who was still

shadow crept over the beach, sending a blue-black haze over the group of us. In the soft purple light, Charlie was

the flakes of blue around her irises giving depth to her opal-like gaze, like two moons nestled

and the wine-red dress took on a purple hue, a

her best. I could see who, and

the hell had I been thinking by leaving my mark

down from her

eyes fixed on Charlie,

puffed his cheeks, then blew out his breath,

to tell me?” she

know you hadn’t been told, okay?” Charlie replied. He looked uncomfortable, and he glanced up at the narrow set of stairs leading back up to the

my bottom lip, then sighed

go back up

feeling well,” she said without looking at either of us, her eyes fixed on the cloudless, twilight sky

said as calmly as possible, flexing my hand and urging her to take

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

at least,” he said, tilting his head toward Oliver, who was

crook of my arm and we were off, walking side

it not been for the crushing weight of birthrights and unwanted

going to be okay,” I