Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 571

Chapter 71 : I Need Your Help

*Lena*

“What do you mean?” I sneered as Adrian slammed the door shut behind him. His blue eyes narrowed on mine for a split second before peering around the room. “He’s not here! I thought he went back to Egoren–”

“He didn’t. I haven’t heard from him in two weeks.”

My heart dropped into my stomach as I searched Adrian’s eyes for understanding. His gaze lingered on mine, furious and intense, but then he glanced at the dying embers in the hearth and bared his teeth.

“It’s f*****g freezing,” he sneered through chattering teeth as he shrugged off his sodden coat and let it drop to his ankles. He began striping down while I stood there, shellshocked. “Do you have a blanket, or a towel?”

He was standing in only a wet undershirt and his boxers now, the fabric clining wetly to his skin.

“Lena?”

“Yeah, I–I’m sorry.”

I walked around one of the couches and tossed him a thick wool blanket before kneeling by the hearth and stoking the embers until they began to glow. I heard him slump into the armchair closest to the fire, his teeth chattering violently as I added a handful of kindling and bark to the embers. My fingers felt numb as I worked to stoke the fire into a hot blaze. The heat of the fresh flames so close to my hands did nothing for the chill that ran through me, and it wasn’t from the cold.

“He hasn’t contacted you?”

“Not at all,” I replied, glancing over my shoulder at him before tossing a log on the fire and closing the grates.

His cheeks were pink with cold, and his wet hair was dripping onto the blanket, little puddles of moisture casting shadows over his shoulders.

“How did you find me?”

“Do you realize the chaos you caused in Avondale? Your family is in an absolute f*****g fit, Lena. Abigail told me where to find you,” he bit out, his eyes reflecting from the flames like a mirror as he looked at me. “And don’t worry. No one else knows where you are. That’s what you wanted, right? Leaving behind only a note telling your parents you were sorry…. Your father is threatening war against Egoren. He thinks Xander ran off with you.”

what?” I rose onto my knees, my stomach clenching painfully as I wrung my hands

at

to my feet. “What about

mean, what about

him. I prayed he could see the confusion and panic behind my

told you

dramatically as he leaned his head back against the

two are a mess, you know that? I’ve never met two people so dead

was gone. I haven’t seen him or heard from since that day, and I left Avondale a few days

came here, to find you. Xander wouldn’t

off my eyelashes and streamed down my cheeks, trailing along my jaw as I gripped my arms, hugging myself. “I loved him, Adrian. He broke my heart over and over and lied to me. He hasn’t told me anything about Crimson Creek, you’re right. He wouldn’t. He couldn’t even give me the peace of mind of knowing the warriors for Breles were still there looking for signs of Elaine and Henry. I don’t know how Bethany is doing, or what Gideon and his family are up

pressed his tongue against the inside of his lower lip, shaking his head

I was wrong, he’d be here right now. He would’ve chased me here and tried to make things right, but he’s not that kind of

done for you, to keep you

“I don’t need saving!”

you refuse to save yourself. You refuse to use your powers. You refuse to learn. You’re stuck in this fantasy world you created based on your own fear of who you really are, and Xander has stuck his neck out for you time and time again!” Adrian rose, the wool blanket cocooned around him the only thing to soften the look of pure hatred lining his features. His stance and expression sent a shock through my system. He looked terrifying, and for the first time, I noticed the faint scars that rippled over his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, the patches of white skin highlighted by the fire that was now roaring in the

fool for it in my opinion. He came to this realm to find a wife with White Queen blood that wouldn’t die bearing his heir, and he chose you. He loved you, against

“You’re a f*****g bastard!”

on me, “haven’t given him any credit for what he’s done to

nothing!” I cried. “He didn’t even have the decency to reject our bond so I could move on. Adrian, for the love of the

end? He saved my life more than once, and those acts bound me to him for

want me to do,

on campus…. He said he’d found her. He found ‘the one.’ He was f*****g giddy, if you

of me. No matter how badly it hurt to admit, he was right. I was a coward. I ran when things get tough. I hid when I get scared.

people in my life who embraced me for my faults. He was also the only person who had ever pushed me to be better, to learn… and most importantly,

incredibly painful truth had hit me like a freight

He had a ring and everything. We were arguing about how this all could possibly work. And then he told me… he told me I couldn’t have children, because of