Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 620

Chapter 120 : Xander Is Dead

*Xander*

I wanted to be dead.

But those vampire bastards were doing everything they could to keep me alive. I was sure the torture they were inflicting was part of the act of trying to turn me into one of their hybrids, but the powers in my blood were preventing that from happening.

I was reserving those powers, turning them into something almost euphoric instead of deadly. If one of the Death Walkers attempted to feed on me, well, they were suddenly dizzy and unstable, often falling into a deep slumber with a childlike smile on their face.

I don’t know how long this had been going on. I hadn’t left the circular room where they were keeping me. The only thing keeping me lucid was Lena’s smell, which seemed to overwhelm the room. This is where she had been kept, and I was sure King Nikolas was keeping me here on purpose.

My body was in shambles, and every ragged breath was a challenge. I couldn’t feel my legs, and my skin burned with fever.

Just let me die, I thought, every time a new vampire came in to force some blood root tonic down my throat. Just let me die.

But then I… I was sure I wasn’t seeing what I saw.

Slate was in the room, talking to a Death Walker. His skin was… gray, his eyes a pale red. He looked totally different, but yet, his voice–his voice was the same.

Not real–he wasn’t real. I was dreaming.

Until I wasn’t.

“I’m going to be the one to kill you,” Slate said into my ear, his elongated fangs grazing my neck. I tried to push him away, but I couldn’t move my arms. My fingers twitched in response to his touch. I curled my fingers, which sent a shooting pain up my arms and into my shoulders.

No, not Slate–I’d seen him go over that gorge. I’d heard him hit the bottom.

“Get away from him, Slate. You’ll have your turn,” King Nikolas said as he strode into the room.

I was able to turn my head enough to see him as he approached, and I started, shocked by his skin.

He was pale, nearly translucent. But burn scars fanned out over his skin, covering one eye. He looked… horrific, a walking nightmare. And he was furious.

“Can you feel her yet, little wolf?” he sneered, reaching down to scrape a long, jagged fingernail down my bare chest.

I hissed with pain as he broke my skin open. He chuckled under his breath, eyes flicking toward Slate, who was staring at the fresh blood on my chest with a look of pure, animalist hunger. “Wait your turn,” he barked at Slate.

“The guards say his blood is… different,” Slate drooled, which made my jaw clench.

I felt my powers of darkness rushing forward, twisting and turning into something deadly in my veins.

king said to me with a shrug, mopping up my bloodied chest with the corner of his cloak. “Slate nearly wiped out all

from me,” I growled, but

someone bound to you like that? They

are nothing but property,”

you, again,” I hissed, my fingers twitching

breeding,” the king said as he began to walk around to the other side of the bed, his long platinum hair trailing out behind him in a sheet of silver white. “Did your mate really think she could hide her pregnancy from me? I could taste it in her blood, you know. I could taste you. The only reason I kept her alive during her time here

monster,” I ground out, trying to

unperturbed by my

kingdom in New Night,” Slate

New Night?

making my skin crawl. “How close we are to taking over your realm, little wolf. Your homes will soon be filled with my kind. Your people won’t need them. Your

Slate whined, trembling as he rested his palms on the

said sharply, and Slate cowered, falling to his

of mirth seeing Slate cower. I let my remaining energy feed my power, my soul-sucking power, the power that had plagued my family since

on my chest. I gasped, sucking in my breath as the heat

I could feel it. She was… she was close. Oh Goddess, no. No! She was

I taunted as I let the full strength of my power roll over my body. I couldn’t protect Lena by blanketing her in shadows, not now, not when I needed those powers to kill, or

I was weak. It was taking all of the depleted strength I had to

was going to kill me. I had no doubt in my mind that

I’d be taking the king

be killing you. You’ll make

my teeth as I felt his hand wrap around my

was much stronger than his guards, and the force of his power was evident by

away, rushing out of the wound he’d inflicted. I used the last ounce of life I had

when I heard the king’s shocked moan. Something clattered to the ground as my other wrist met with Slate’s teeth, who was too hungry to even notice the damage my blood

cold and empty. I felt it take me like a wave of icy water as the dim light of

said aloud, and I was sure it would be the last

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*Lena*

the legion of warriors to cut through the vampires and gain entrance. Vampire after vampire charged for us, snarling and clacking their fangs together as

led to the castle, all while

her hand, flying off into the deep well of rock that surrounded

her lips as she placed her hand on the railing, “is will the stone to do your bidding. You must offer it something, and when it accepts, you will be

she was headed. She was going to the library, to find that

off for the stairs and let Oliver, Kiern, and

sent my silver wolves made of mist and starlight rushing

but strong enough to give me a clue as to

was in my old room, and the door was