Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 820

Chapter 31 : Play the Game

I watched Aeris over the rim of my wine glass. He was dressed almost casually in a vest and white shirt, his thick golden hair and beard trimmed, but still slightly ruffled. He wasn’t a terrible-looking man by any means. Those eyes were strange, yes. But he was handsome, and he had a rather friendly face.

But I could see the strain and frustration behind his eyes as he cut into his steak and forked a piece of it into his mouth. He’d be surprised when I was the only one who showed up to dinner in his formal dining room, which he’d obviously taken great lengths to decorate with hot-house flowers and a dinner spread meant for an Alpha King.

But it was uncomfortably intimate with just the two of us.

“Play the game,” I’d been told by Jared.

Why me? What the hell were those men up to, anyway?

“What a pleasure it is to have you alone for an evening, darling,” he mused, tilting his wine glass against his lips.

I blinked at him for a moment, barely registering what he’d just said as I was so lost in thought, but gave him a tight smile nonetheless.

“Were you expecting company?” I asked, waving my hand in a short circle.

“Your companions, of course. I had something I wanted to discuss with Jared.”

“Ah,” I smiled, rolling my eyes. “Jared is quite ill. Archer and Brandt are useless without his direction. I do appreciate having you alone, however. I didn’t want to waste the opportunity to thank you for allowing me access to your vault. Jared isn’t nearly as interested in these things as I am.” A lie, of course.

“And how did you find it?”

I took a deep breath against the flush of unease rippling over my skin. How did I find his vault? Or how did I find the Cryptex?

Surely he knew Jared was looking for it, especially if he knew Jared as well as he said he did.

“A bit… messy,” I replied, flashing him what I hoped was a charming smile. “Tell me, how did you come across so many jewels?”

That was exactly what he wanted to hear from me. He wanted to prove I had no interest in the artifacts and books scattered haphazardly around the vault. He wanted to prove that I was just some bright-eyed, submissive female who could be bought for the right price.

Play the game, I told myself over and over. Keep him occupied.

But I wasn’t entirely sure what game Jared was wanting me to play.

“You like jewels, then?”

“Oh, yes. What woman doesn’t?” I batted my eyelashes at him, which he seemed to adore.

His face softened a bit as he grinned and poured us both another serving of wine.

“Did you find anything in particular you liked the best? I could take you there after dinner. You can have whatever you like.”

I wanted the books… the scrolls… the artifacts, even the broken ones.

“That’s not necessary, but thank you,” I replied, forcing myself to blush. “Jared keeps me well supplied and paid, I assure you.”

“But as a gift–”

head,

looking somewhat annoyed as he glanced at

you expecting someone else?” I asked,

not here.” Aeris turned back to me, studying

whoever was listening that my expression

me in the head with a bat, I guessed. I also guessed that that was exactly the business Jared was

already turning my cheeks a ruddy pink. I could feel it. I told myself to stop, to not drink anymore. I was more likely to get “mouthy” with some liquid courage, which is exactly what Jared had told me not to do,

I’m the breeder your brother

choked on his wine, his eyes watering. I arched my brows, swirling my

“My dear–”

Alpha,” I said curtly, lingering and drawing out the word Alpha with a hint of annoyance that made his face twist with shock. “I am high born. My

an edge, “is what you’re doing with the likes of Jared if any

I said

amber as he ran his finger in

waved my hand in dismissal, shaking

Dark Lord,” he corrected. “The true heir to

the look of pure, unadulterated menace flash behind his eyes. What the hell had he meant

have shown on my face plain as day because he smiled, continuing, “Many Alphas of the west are interested in overthrowing King Alexander now that he brought home a White Queen from the Realm of Light as his bride. The Luna of Egoren, a White Queen, can you believe it? Lycaon’s most hated enemy was a White Queen… the reason he brought our people to this sacred place. I’ve even heard rumors she is masquerading as the Moon Goddess reincarnate! What a travesty. King Alexander should be hung by the castle walls with his wife and their children for such treachery, and I’m

was fighting for breath as much as I was

our forces to the capitol and overthrowing his brother,” Aeris sighed before drinking deeply from his wine glass. “But maybe… you and I can strike a deal. What do

“N-no–”

furrowing his brow. An awkward silence settled over the table as he tapped his fingers on his

the brother–” I stuttered, Aeris’s breathy

or even in this realm

“How dare–”

pirates who boarded it? They tortured him for days.” Aeris grinned, pouring himself another glass of wine. His lips and teeth were stained red now, making him look like some unearthly creature sent from hell to set me on edge. “He mentioned a girl had snuck aboard and only gave her name when

chewed the inside of my lower lip, keeping my eyes fixed

man from the breeder auction had… the curls,

toward the ceiling in preparation for whatever fight was coming my way. Filthy mouth? He’d hadn’t seen anything yet, that was

not letting you leave. That’s final. I want boys out of you, a few of them.” He threw

in such a way!”

down, shattering the stem of the glass and slicing open the palm of my hand. Fear ripped the air from my lungs as Aeris began

clenching my injured hand into a bloody fist

“Your husband?”

say it. I didn’t know why I had. But there

scowl. “Jared.” I took a step back, noticing the

lying,” he hissed, straightening

him,” I croaked, desperately trying to keep my voice level. I might have taken this too far,

at

turned and darted for the door, sure he was hot on my heels. But he hadn’t followed. My shoes clacked against the marble floor as I ran for our wing of the castle, little droplets of blood falling from my

s**t, s**t, s**t.

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back and forth across his bedroom, his arms crossed and head bent as he mulled over my retelling of what