Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder
Chapter 621
Chapter 621
CHAPTER 121 : THE MARK IS GONE
*Xander*
“Xander!”
I swung wildly into the dark, my clenched fist meeting with the side of someone’s jaw. My knuckles cracked against bone, my skin splitting with the impact. I roared with fury, fear, and pain.
I couldn’t see anything. Why couldn’t I see anything? Someone was holding me down, voices erupting nearby, all around.
“Sedate him–”
“Stick him with that needle, and it’ll be the last thing you ever do!”
Adrian’s voice rang through my ears, and I gasped, bucking against whoever or whatever was holding me down.
“I can’t see,” I rasped, whipping my head from side to side, “Adrian!”
“I’m here, Alpha.” I felt Adrian’s grip on my forearm and momentarily relaxed before reality rushed back to me, taking my breath away.
I thrashed against what felt like several people holding me down, the voices surrounding me now shouting in desperation to be heard.
“Xander, listen to me–”
“Where is Lena? Where–where am I?” I cut Adrian off, unable to hide the panic in my voice.
I felt a gentle touch against my cheek, someone with soft, feminine hands. For a moment I thought it was Lena, my heart skipping a beat and then breaking as someone else’s scent hit me.
“Take a breath,” Rosalie whispered, and I did, my body surrendering to her words while my mind fought against them. She reached to the back of my head and fumbled in my hair for a moment, then I felt fabric slide loose and graze my cheekbones as light flooded my eyelids.
I blinked frantically to adjust to the bright light overhead, some kind of lamp shining directly in my face.
My eyes began to adjust to the light as several shadowed figures hovered over me, their faces blurred and distorted.
“Are you going to freak out if we let you go?” Rosalie asked lightly, her voice warm and motherly as she gently tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear.
I shook my head, or attempted to, the act sending a ripple of searing pain down my spine. I felt everyone holding me down ease up on their grip, and I shot straight upward in a seated position, screaming in agony.
“Damnit–his sutures!”
“Xander, lay back down!”
“Xander, listen to me–”
I fell back again, panting
Realm–” I
as though I was a sleepy child, her touch the only thing keeping
“You’re in Breles, Xander.”
Goddess, that was Oliver’s voice, muffled and wet like he was speaking with a mouth full of water. I blinked into the light, my vision clearing enough to catch a glimpse of him standing behind several unfamiliar people. He was pressing an ice pack to his jaw, his skin sporting
ears began to ring violently, and I couldn’t hear his reply, but based on the look
as he was nudged hard in the ribs by none other than his mother, who was hovering next to
shredded canvas ceiling. I could see the stars above me, the sky fading into dawn. I was in a tent–one of the war tents in the camp in Breles. I was… I was in a healer tent, surrounded
eyes were narrowed on me, but not in a menacing way. He was watching
down at my body. I gasped, then panicked, and hands came flying to hold me down again as I struggled to catch
from my wrists to my forearms. Gauze covered my legs, soaked with blood. My chest was bare and wrapped in criss-crossed bandages. I didn’t know what my face looked like, and maybe it was a good thing, because when Adrian let go of my arm again I reached up to touch my cheek, then my forehead, and felt along the thick bandages wrapped around
been shredded. I’d
my blood,” Rosalie said, giving me a weak smile. “It…
How did
a long
careful look, and Oliver’s eyes
f**k
voice from
in low tones as she retreated out of sight. Through the ringing in my ears, I could hear the sounds of
portal is closed,” Oliver said flatly, his
“Lena–”
my gaze for a moment longer, then
hand clutched my shoulder; his face turned to watch Oliver go. Everyone was silent for a moment before the healer cleared his throat. “I really need to continue patching him up,” he said, every word laced with annoyance. I hadn’t registered the Egoren warriors standing in the group until
vampires are still
replied, nodding at the healer, who turned his back to us and began rifling through a cart of supplies. “It’s nearly morning. It won’t be much longer until we can… until we
snarled audibly as the healer, who I hadn’t seen step toward
growled, nearly foaming
can’t be awake for this,”
panic rising in my throat as I painfully turned my head to look up at Adrian,
“For what? What–”
against the darkness creeping
habit, but before I succumbed to sedation, I reached up to touch Lena’s mark
touch. I met nothing but
“No!”
your eyes, Xander,” Rosalie said, her voice trembling with
feel the anger roiling. Her mark, her mark that had cemented us as mates–it was
fade. I might have screamed. I might have roared like the wolf struggling to gain
***
one from the man who’d done his best to sew the gaping hole in my
with a round, somewhat plain face but striking dark brown eyes, only shrugged at my inquiry. “This is
to him,” I said through gritted teeth as she pulled the blood soaked bandages from my chest, revealing deep, jagged puncture wounds–bite marks, hundreds
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