Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 568

Chapter 68 : The Alpha of Cedar Hollow

*Lena*

“I’m sorry,” said the man, his wide mouth curving into a friendly smile. “I heard the village got a new teacher today. I was curious. It was rude of me to intrude.”

I gripped the door handle, trying to calm the rapid beating of my heart and the gut-wrenching disappointment rippling through my veins. The man could’ve been Xander; he looked like him from behind at least. He was very tall with dark curly hair, but his face was unlike Xander’s in every way. He had bright blue eyes that sparkled in the light of the porch lamp. They probably changed color depending on what he was wearing, at least I thought so. He was handsome but boyish, with pale freckles dotting the bridge of his sharp nose. He couldn’t have been much older than me, maybe even younger.

There wasn’t a shadow of darkness around him, either. He was just… happy–happy, with a kind, welcoming face.

I smiled at him.

“Word travels fast,” I replied, clearing my throat as I let go of the doorknob and stepped out onto the porch.

“Yeah, it really does. In this town, at least. My name is… uh, Hale.”

“Lena.” I smiled, which was met by a brilliant smile in reply. A beautiful smile, I realized, as my stomach did a little flip, followed by a wave of guilt. I tried to hide the flush that drained the color from my cheeks as I tried in vain to push the thought of Xander from my mind.

“I’m sorry again, for disturbing you. I don’t know what I was thinking–”

“It’s fine, really. I was just heading out. The groundskeeper said there was a diner nearby.”

“Oh, Granny’s Diner? Yeah, it’s not far. I can walk you there if you want.” A blush colored his cheeks, and some of the tension left my shoulders. “But it’s okay, if not. It’s easy to find, actually. It’s the only thing that’s open this late.”

“Sure, we can walk together. I didn’t really have a chance to explore today.”

It was true. I’d been led out of the small office connected to the bus station straight to the cottage, and that had been that. I hadn’t even seen the village yet. The only other building I’d seen during the walk from the station to my cottage was a large castle built into the side of the nearby mountain, and as I looked up at it now, amber light filled multiple windows, washing out the rest of the castle and making the windows seem like stars nestled against the gray cliffs of the mountain. Hale noticed my gaze and gave me a half smile, c*****g his head in the direction of the distant castle.

“The Alpha lives there,” he said shyly and with a little shrug.

“I figured as much,” I answered with a little laugh. “I don’t know many people who just live in castles for the hell of it.”

He extended his arm to me, and I slipped my arm into his as he led us out of the front garden and down a darkened road.

We hadn’t made it far before a rustling cut through the airy silence, and a group of four wolves darted across the pathway in front of us and back into the trees. I stiffened, but Hale chuckled softly, shaking his head.

“Better get used to it. You’ll see a lot of that around here.”

“Your village doesn’t have limitations for when and where people can shift?”

“No, not at all. You can shift whenever you want, wherever you want.”

“Hm.” I smiled, watching a lone wolf dart out of the trees and sprint along the path in front of us before it disappeared into the treeline again. I’d heard some of the western packs were strict about shifting. “I can’t shift yet.”

“Really?”

twenty one until this summer,” I said

it wasn’t as intense as I thought it would

was done with big, magical events.

to the right, and through the trees, I could see more cottages scattered through the darkened woods, their porch lamps

people live here?”

was only claimed thirty years ago. Most of the children born when

when school

rogue tribe, but they were chased out of the area when the road was built through the northern continent. But some of the buildings in the village are from the era. It’s an interesting history. At least I

us as he walked down a gentle hill. It was circular, with three loops of buildings and shops encasing what looked like a temple in the center. A

then pursed his lips as I

you always say sorry so often?” I

a smile. “I’m sorry–I

with me if you want. I don’t know anyone else here except for Olive and the groundskeeper. I didn’t

much of a talker. Olive, though… how was she? I

I laughed as we approached the diner, “but friendly enough. She offered me the job.

“I didn’t realize that position

to himself, his eyes lost in faraway thought. He arched his

Hale

in grime and coal smears drank pints of beer, and a few women mingled in a group near a jukebox, turning their heads as we entered. One

her any mind,” he smirked, nodding his head at her in

“Oh–”

She’s mad

“Why?”

shrug, picking up a menu. “Do

I said without thinking, then swallowed back the

start asking where I was from, or about my family, but he didn’t. He ordered the “special,” whatever that was, and I

teaching experience?” he asked as I stirred a sugar packet

but I do have a lot of young cousins. That has to count

sighed deeply, giving me a

I asked, smiling at him before sipping

is all. I’m sure Olive told

pursed my lips. Had I told

“Yeah, I am.”

well. That particular class has gone through four

“What? Why?”

They’ll need a firm hand.

a knot, but he chuckled beneath

“I’m joking–”

you? You don’t seem