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.

out, Lena. Don’t

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 her and Charlie go

raising my voice above the

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

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

always had been, and she always

it was ripping her

wonder she’d spent the past three years pretending

happens now?” I asked, looking between them. “And are you saying your

Some of the tension left my shoulders as they

tapping my fingers

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 had to use her blood, giving him her life force. They’re

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

step down from her

few White Queens died young, from what we know, up until

was hugging herself as if she was cold. I wanted to reach out and take her into my arms, but I

me like a freight train. I’d known, of course, that her differences meant

this, all

I’m not,

Charlie and I said in

a drunken chuckle from Oliver, who was still asleep

golden hour had passed, and a violet shadow crept over the beach, sending a blue-black haze over the group of us. In the soft purple light, Charlie was simply enveloped

didn’t darken–they glowed, the flakes of blue around her irises giving depth

the wine-red dress took on a purple hue,

her best. I could see who, and

thinking by

on stepping down from her throne?” Lena asked after a

Charlie, every line

cheeks, then blew out his breath, shaking

to tell me?” she

set of stairs leading back up to the bluff where that palace sat atop it, the

tongue along the inside of my bottom lip, then sighed

back up to the

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

you to your room,” I said as calmly as possible, flexing my hand and urging her

her lashes. She took my hand, and I lightly squeezed her fingers. Her

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

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

had it not been for the

be okay,” I said