Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 601

Chapter 101 The Mat Bond Returns

*Lena*

Everything was, in fact, on display as I walked through the corridor leading to the dining room with two ugly vampire guards trailing behind me. I knew they could see my ass fully, but I choked back the crippling embarrassment as I walked with my chin jutting toward the ceiling. Thankfully a thick shred of fabric hid the apex of my thighs, but that was all the modesty I’d been allowed. My breasts, which were huge and heavy because of my pregnancy, were barely covered by the black lace that hung loose over them, a long V of bare skin starting at my neck and going all the way to my belly button.

Penny had brushed and styled my hair, pinning it off of my face. She’d put makeup on me, dark shades of black, wine, and navy. The dark colors made me look especially pale, but maybe that was in style. I wouldn’t know, however. I hadn’t seen another woman in the castle other than Penny.

I didn’t wait for the guards to step in front of me to open the great double doors leading into the dining hall. I threw them open myself, using all of the strength I had to complete the task. They bounced against the stone walls in the corridor and sent a thundering echo through the castle, announcing my arrival.

Nikolas was sitting with his boots propped up on the table, a goblet of blood, or wine, in one of his hands.

“Spectacular,” he breathed, his voice laced with seduction.

I scowled, refusing to bow as I slid into my seat at the far end of the table.

I didn’t touch the food that appeared in front of me. I held Nikolas’s gaze, barely blinking. He was watching me with the same intensity, his violent, crimson-ringed eyes searching mine for glimpses of power… or weakness. It could have been both.

“What do you want now?” I asked, forcing myself to sound annoyed, and somewhat bored.

He arched his brows. “You’re not what I expected you to be–”

“You already said that,” I interrupted, folding my hands in my lap. Beneath the table, my hands grazed the faint swell between my hips that I’d only noticed a few hours earlier, before going to the library. I didn’t have much time to play games.

He seemed entertained by my tone, and maybe a bit turned on, which sent a shiver of apprehension down my spine. It was likely no one had challenged him like this before, at least not someone like me–someone lowly, a peasant in comparison to his rank, at least in this realm.

“What did you do today, my queen?” he drawled, crossing his foot over the other ankle.

“I went to the library–”

“And did you find it to your liking?”

“It’s rather dark–”

“No one has been in there in centuries. Perhaps we can find you a new outlet for amusement–”

“But, I met your librarian. He was dusting the shelves.”

Nikolas furrowed his brow, giving me a confused smile.

“I don’t have a librarian.”

“He was an old man,” I said sharply as another shiver ran down my spine.

“What was his name?”

said he… he said he didn’t

me with interest. “Tell me, have you seen a single

“No, I–”

you’ve seen a ghost?” he snickered, turning his gaze to the guards

back against my seat.

you going to

with force. My mind was moving at a rapid pace as

we’ll get on with

the dining hall. I followed, but stood a good distance away from him. He motioned to two of the guards, who disappeared

as he motioned towards the man. The man looked half dead already, and was likely

I replied,

“Why not?”

I don’t

lips. The usual dark seduction behind his eyes flickered into

command you as

king,” I yawned, crossing my arms over

turning his back to the man to face me fully. “Death is the greatest power

weak,” I retorted, noticing the flames growing behind his eyes. Yes. Yes! I was getting a rise

something else,” he ground out, his canine teeth sharpening into

myself,

behind my back and walking in a slow

“He’s already immortal–”

These lower vampires… they die, just like my kind. Their lives are long but limited.

game are

sought me out. I’m only telling

“What truth is that?”

them, not having to continue enslaving each new generation and repeatedly bend them to your will. Isn’t that what you want? You think producing a true blood heir will cement your position, your legacy, your legend. No. It’s your ability to

purpose, playing to his thirst for absolute, undying power. I’d been thinking about how to do so since the day I was first brought before him, since I realized his

you

blinked in surprise. “You

before, and can do it again. There, you will be the

a mystery to me. I’d built my garden realm as a child before I knew how I was even using my powers, and I

could access that garden. I could trap him there like I’d accidentally trapped Xander. I could burn him with the sun and let that voice drive him insane until he was begging for

my hands,” I said softly, seductively,

suspicious. He turned on his heel, glancing at me over his shoulder before he left the room, slamming the door

my room. I locked the door behind me, ripping the ribbon of silk from my skin

I

whispered to

earlier and walked out of my bedroom, hiding the book beneath my

black–not