Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 599

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 599

Chapter 99 : My Mate is There

*Xander*

I spent the short day watching the wall of mist along the horizon, wondering what the hell was on the other side and why Zeke hadn’t gone with Ianthe.

Zeke finally crawled out of whatever hole he’d be hiding in around dusk, his face shielded from the lingering daylight by the hood of his cloak. He looked sunken, and his eyes were burning with frustration.

I flinched a bit as his eyes met mine, glowing like raw gold in the fading sunset. His expression went beyond the hurt of sending his sister away. He looked hungry.

“You can’t eat me,” I said quickly, rising to my feet. “My blood is like poison, apparently–”

“I don’t feed on people,” he sneered, rolling his eyes as he turned his gaze to the water. He sniffed indignantly, watching the surf. In a flash of black fabric and a spray of water, he disappeared below the surface.

I waited and waited for him to come back up, cursing his name after nearly five minutes had passed. That bastard was killing himself, I thought. And I still didn’t know how to get to the Vampire King.

But his head breached the surface of the water in the distance, his mouth open and gasping for air as he began to swim back to shore. He rose to his feet, the gentle waves swirling around him as he carried several good-sized fish in his arms and dumped them on the rocky beach a few yards away from me.

He was sopping wet and irritated as he pointed his finger to the sack he’d been carrying around during our journey down the bluff and through the city.

“There’s matches and kindling in there. Start a fire,” he commanded.

“Yes, sir,” I grumbled, watching as he knelt before the fish and chose his first meal.

I turned my gaze away before I witnessed him sucking the blood from a f*****g fish. That was something I didn’t particularly care to see.

I started a small fire while Zeke did whatever he was currently doing behind me. Eventually, he dropped several pieces of driftwood next to me, sitting down with a long sigh of relief.

He’d dropped a fish in my lap, some creature I’d never seen before with pale pink flesh. I flayed it, laying it over a level piece of slate to roast above the embers.

“Thanks for leaving me some,” I said, glancing at the pile of shriveled fish carcasses just visible in the distance.

Zeke shrugged, closing his eyes and tilting his face to the sky as dusk receded and night bloomed over the tops of our heads. “You’re welcome.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and popped a piece of fish into my mouth, chewing slowly. It had a strange flavor, slightly salty, but fish was fish.

you go

if I’d stepped into it, anyway. I don’t understand their magic, so

“Okay…”

need to return to

still taking me to the Vampire

picking at

to do in Brune?” I asked, noticing his expression go hard as

looked away. “You ask

anything else but go home. How long have you been gone, anyway? Kiern and Costas didn’t even mention that they had a

his jaw, grinding his teeth as I

more. You lose track of

don’t get along with

tongue, his eyes meeting mine again with a silent

fine to me,” I murmured as I took

bad as King Nikolas in many ways,” Zeke

of marked confusion. But that little flicker of unease I’d been holding onto since leaving Brune flared

“Why?”

to open a portal and allow his army, and

agree?” Zeke

is getting my

nodded, but then looked to the sack of bloodstones on my belt. “You

“Why?”

cracking sounded above our heads, too loud and nearby to be a storm. The ground trembled, and I turned to Zeke just as

screamed, but I gathered myself as something the size of a man fell from

face with his hood from the light. We looked at each other,

that hurt,” said a voice over the sound of the waves, and I

numbing my body as I ran to the water’s edge.

***

*Oliver*

point. According to her, I was a hard-headed menace who didn’t care about the repercussions of

in the upper level of Gideon’s house. I could hear Adrian and Abigail talking in hushed voices next door, bickering about something. Adrian has just returned from another trek back to the camps outside of Breles for information on

was still up there, tending to the refugees who had crossed the sea between Red lakes and the eastern continent. Clare, Sasha’s mother, had been one of them, and after a month of

the wording of Mom’s letter and her vague description of her itinerary. Aunt Hanna was going too;

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