Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 815

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 815

Chapter 26 : The Scroll

*Eliza*

I knew Jared was following me. I knew Archer and Brandt would be close behind as well. I had it in mind to turn into my bedroom but turned toward Jared’s room instead. If the evidence of our night was still scattered around the room, well, I wasn’t going to give Archer the satisfaction of seeing it. I threw open the door and stepped inside Jared’s room without hesitation.

“Hey!” Jared hissed, catching the door before it slammed shut. He locked it behind him.

“Brandt and Archer are going to want to see the scroll too–” I began, but he snatched the scroll from my hand and tossed it on the bed, taking a step toward me.

“Last night,” he said, then hesitated, his jaw rigid with tension.

I relaxed a bit, but my stomach was tying in a knot as I looked up at him and held his gaze.

“Was it not good for you?” I asked.

He looked shocked.

“Eliza that’s not–”

He ran his fingers through his hair, then down over his face as he exhaled deeply.

“That’s not it all. It was great. You were… great. I just–”

“It’s okay,” I said hurriedly, turning away from him to hide the pain on my face.

I didn’t want to know what he was going to say next. I went to his bed and slowly picked up the scroll, telling myself I was testing the weight of it in my hands and not trying to distract myself from the searing pain of rejection blossoming in my stomach.

“Eliza,” Jared breathed.

I didn’t turn around. I’d been wrong, of course. This was just a very intense case of lust, primal lust… primal lust for my captor. There had to be a name for that, some physiological term or condition….

“Eliza, the curse,” Jared said firmly.

I turned to face him, furrowing my brow. “What about it?”

“I’m losing my wolf. I don’t want to hurt you if you think–if you think that we could be–”

I blinked at him, clutching the scroll to my chest. I bit back the hurt, focusing on the word “curse” to distract myself from the pain and roaring feeling of stupidity rushing through my blood.

I’d heard of people losing their wolf powers, but it was usually because of some kind of severe psychological trauma, like the abrupt loss of a mate. It wasn’t always permanent, either. I’d never heard of someone losing their powers because of a curse.

“You said the Cryptex might be something that’s capable of keeping time,” he continued, taking a step toward me. “I think you’re right, and that when I have all the pieces, I’ll be able to break the curse and stop it from stealing what’s left of my powers.”

“What does that have to do with last night?”

you

had all night to do whatever it is you’re doing in there. Come on. We want to

out in an annoyed growl, his

moment,” he said, but I turned away from him and walked toward the door, opening it wide for Archer and Brandt

I sucked in my breath and steeled my expression,

entered and gave me a playful look, wiggling his brows. I smacked him soundly

eyes wide

fine,” I said, closing the door. “It’s

the men

air and catching it in my other hand. Jared winced, looking incredibly annoyed that I was handling his

Archer said,

it to

just be a copy of the actual scroll he promised you, but still. I knew the second he pulled it from his jacket that it

a feeling he would,” Jared said under his breath as he handed the scroll to a very curious Archer. Archer

he be trying to lead you astray?”

recently. If I had a lab with the appropriate equipment for the job, I

noting how intently Archer and Brandt were looking at Jared, some silent conversation obviously taking place

continued, looking back down at the scroll, “it’s written in Pritian, I believe. I’ll need

room shift as the men turned to

blinked up at them, shrugging one

know any of this for certain?”

hell is

existed before the time of Morrighan and Lycaon,” I said, matter-of-factly. “Artifacts

you were going to

broke from the intensity in Jared’s gaze and glared

from the Realm of Light,” I said

Brandt asked, a boyish

Archer, who had a distant look in his eyes. My chest tightened as I watched a shadow pass over Archer’s face, some distant memory of the war

here,” I said

whatever you want about her realm later,

gaze in regard to explaining my realm in front of Archer, who had witnessed

“this scroll is likely copied from something written on stone.

a look and tilted his head toward the door, his way of telling them

leave as well, but Jared stopped me with a gentle touch to the back

“Wait,” he said.

and Brandt closed the door behind themselves and their footsteps retreated down

sorry about the

about the scroll,” Jared said as I turned around. “This is probably one of his tricks. I know you think you played him today, but

bed and crossing my legs. “I don’t think he’s as cunning

“You’re wrong.”

“How?”

he will find some new way to use you and make it impossible for you to leave without violence. I have to keep

you to

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