Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 650

CHAPTER 150 : NEW BEGINNINGS

*Lena*

“What now?” I asked, my arms wrapped around Xander’s neck.

It was closing in on 10:00 p.m., and most of the guests had left the wedding, at least those who weren’t staying the night in the castle. All around us, people were dancing to a slow, romantic song, just like we were.

I hadn’t seen Elaine and Oliver since shortly after Oliver arrived. He’d simply taken her hand, and the two of them walked away. Dad was stunned but was able to hastily finish his toast to us before he walked back into the crowd in search of Troy and Maeve.

I was happy for them, especially Oliver, even if he had missed most of my wedding day.

I looked around the dancefloor, watching as people began to take their leave in search of refreshments or a quiet place to sit and talk. I felt a pang of guilt, and maybe even regret at the fact that all of this may not have been possible if we hadn’t won the war that had torn through our realm.

Our realm was still rebuilding, and likely would be for a while, maybe even years to come.

“Well, we have a week before we leave for Egoren,” he said. “I talked to Will about spending a few days in Avondale before we head through the southern pass, a little honeymoon. There are not many beaches in Egoren, at least not like in the Isles.”

“I wouldn’t mind that,” I said, smiling against his chest. But then I remembered something. “I have something for you!”

“I have something for you too, but I thought said you didn’t get me anything for our–”

“It’s not something I can give you. But I want–can we go somewhere in private, for a moment?”

He gave me a sly glance, and I narrowed my eyes playfully at him.

“Not like that. It’s something else!”

“Okay, come on. The rose garden’s empty.”

We left the dance floor and walked hand in hand toward the garden. Guests mingled in small groups, some even sprawled out in the grass, their faces lifted toward the stars.

We reached the garden, and I turned to him, taking his hands in mine.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. I want to… I want to offer you something, offer your people… our people, something.”

“What–”

“I want to keep the portal between our realms open, permanently. I want our lands to be as one, with no need for magic or moonstones. I know it’s… it’s going to be your decision. I know there will be politics involved–”

to your realm’s council,

was something that needed to happen. A line in that poem from Lycaon’s book had stuck me with over the past several weeks–two lines into one, land of the

Xander had interpreted the poem incorrectly? It wasn’t about me at all. It was

the split

it?” he asked in a

up to grasp the

“Yes,” I whispered.

held my gaze for a moment,

my thumb over the surface of the stone, feeling it warm against my skin. I closed my eyes, the corners of my mouth twitching into a smile as I asked the Night God for

lights washed across the sky, like the stars were moving in a gentle, snaking rhythm. My body felt hot, burning with energy for a long moment. I found it hard to breathe for several seconds, and a jolt of electricity ran up the length of my spine. I stepped away from Xander, afraid my

Then, nothing.

on your nuptials, Selene,’ the Night God said, his voice

a little shocked. He stepped toward me, his

for me?” I said a little breathlessly, reaching up to brush a lock of hair from

“Are you alright?”

I said honestly. “I’m just

his throat, shifting his weight before he

a ring made to hold the stone,” he whispered. “I worry Alexis is going

play with it,” I beamed, leaning into him as

Goddess,” he said with a little laugh, then kissed

teased, and he snorted with laughter before turning to walk us back to our wedding

I was the one who was blessed, and in

that you?” my father

portal is open,” I breathed, knitting my fingers around his. “Our lands are

***

*Xander*

their wives and daughters, who were all giddy and hyped up on champagne. The air in the library was spiced with scotch and whiskey as I settled into one of the leather couches. Rowan was splayed out in an armchair on

the ceremony. He seemed perfectly content, however. He spoke in a low voice to two men

the rose garden, chatting with her friends as she sipped sparkling cider and nibbled on whatever food was leftover. I had finally had an opportunity to try the food and drinks an hour ago, and it hadn’t

I was ready to crawl into bed beside my

motioned to Charlie, who filled Troy’s glass with two fingers of the incredibly expensive scotch Ethan had insisted on buying for the wedding, even

Georgia for the last hour,” he

sister has always been insufferable, but it’s only gotten worse in her old age,” Ethan gruffed as he walked over and sat

bottle of scotch off the coffee table, pouring him a dram. He nodded his thanks as

back of the couch and sat on the other side of me, looking more than slightly disheveled. Troy arched his brow as Oliver adjusted his wrinkled

his lips and eyed his favorite grandchild skeptically for a moment, then shook his head and