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–”
my vision blurred with black spots. I fell back again, panting as heat
Realm–”
sleepy child, her touch the only
“You’re in Breles, Xander.”
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 a deep
couldn’t hear his reply, but based on the look
ribs by none other than his
looked around the area, noticing the 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
man dressed in a white coat soiled with blood. His eyes were narrowed on me, but not in a
what I saw when I looked down at my body. I gasped, then panicked, and
bandages. I didn’t know what my face looked like, and maybe it was
been shredded. I’d been flayed
three doses of my blood,” Rosalie said, giving me a
f**k happened? How did I
a long
shot him a careful look, and Oliver’s eyes dropped to
f**k
male voice from just
away, speaking in low tones as she retreated out of sight. Through the ringing in my ears, I could hear the sounds
is closed,” Oliver said flatly, his voice
“Lena–”
Oliver said sharply, his eyes fixed on mine. He straightened up, something flashing in his eyes that I didn’t recognize as he held my gaze for a moment longer, then he walked
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 Adrian tilted his head toward the tent flap, and six men walked outside–guards. They had been here
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
as the healer, who I hadn’t seen step toward me again, retreated a
f*****g told you–” Adrian growled, nearly foaming at the mouth
awake for this,” the
the panic rising in my throat as I painfully turned my head to look up at
“For what? What–”
to take me under. I fought against the darkness creeping into my mind, the numbness making it
have been instinctual, or maybe habit, but before I succumbed to sedation, I reached up to touch Lena’s mark on my
touch. I met nothing but open flesh,
“No!”
eyes, Xander,” Rosalie said, her voice trembling
My voice was nothing but a strained, forced whisper. Through the numbness taking over my body, I could feel the anger roiling. Her mark, her mark that had cemented us as
me began to fade. I might have screamed. I might have roared like the
***
a different one from the man who’d done his best
new healer, an older woman with a round, somewhat plain face but striking dark brown eyes, only shrugged at my inquiry. “This is war. There is no schedule,”
through gritted teeth as she pulled the blood soaked bandages from my
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