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 what I

in there. Come on. We want to see the scroll,” Archer said

in an annoyed growl,

turned away from him and

Eliza. I sucked in my breath and

wiggling his brows. I

eyes wide with

fine,” I said, closing the

the men said in

my other hand. Jared winced, looking incredibly annoyed that I was handling his precious scroll so roughly. “Smell

Archer said,

it to his nose,

I said, watching with interest as he carefully unfurled it. “That’s how you process parchment to look older than it is. It might just be a copy of the actual scroll he promised

he handed the scroll to a

astray?”

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

I looked up from the scroll, noting how intently Archer and Brandt were looking at

down at the scroll, “it’s written in Pritian, I

in the room shift as the men

them, shrugging one shoulder.

you know any of this

the hell is Pritian?” Archer

up and tucked it in my back pocket. “Pritian was the name of the language spoken by the people who existed before the time of Morrighan and Lycaon,” I said, matter-of-factly. “Artifacts have been found

when you were going to admit that,”

intensity in Jared’s gaze

of Light,” I

a boyish longing in his

tightened as I watched a shadow pass over Archer’s face, some distant memory of the war

from here,”

can ask her whatever you want about her realm later, Brandt,” Jared said

to explaining

arms over my chest, “this scroll is likely copied from something written on stone. I’ll translate it to

tilted his head toward the door, his

stopped me with a gentle touch

“Wait,” he said.

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

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 Aeris is cunning,

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

“You’re wrong.”

“How?”

slip through his fingers as a breeder, but he will find some new way to use you and make it impossible for

not asking you to do

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