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–”

my head, sipping my

looking somewhat annoyed as he glanced at the door

you expecting someone else?” I asked, my stomach tying in a

It’s rather odd that he’s not here.” Aeris turned back to

to whoever was listening that my

I also guessed

it. I told myself to stop, to not drink anymore. I was more

you really believe I’m the breeder your brother Ambrose bought at

his eyes watering. I arched my brows, swirling

“My dear–”

rather offensive, 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 father is likely rolling over in his grave right now knowing his daughter is being accused

began, his tone sharpened to an edge, “is what you’re doing with the likes of Jared if any of that is

already told you,” I said

frosted amber as he ran his finger in a line

hand in dismissal, shaking my head.

true heir to the

the look of pure, unadulterated menace flash behind his eyes.

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

breath as much as I

glass. “But maybe… you and I can strike a deal. What do you say? Our forces are ready to invade. Jared just needs to give the order. You can go, freed from my possession, if

“N-no–”

brow. An awkward silence settled over the table as he tapped his fingers on his glass. “Are you

not the brother–” I stuttered, Aeris’s

it hard to believe a woman such as yourself is a product of being raised this far west, or even in this realm at all. Even with a more… progressive father. You are far too educated and ill-mannered to be a high-bred

“How dare–”

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 the captain of the ship was about to turn the

chewed the inside of my lower lip, keeping my eyes fixed on his despite the fear

breeder auction had… the curls, the blue-green eyes… that filthy mouth and

in my breath and tilted my chin toward the ceiling in preparation for whatever fight was

of them.” He threw his napkin on the table, motioning to me as he rose to his feet. “Lift your skirts and bend over. We’re doing this

speak to me in such a way!” I

my hand.

anything is my husband,” I sneered, clenching my injured hand into a bloody fist as I backed away from

“Your husband?”

I hadn’t meant to say it. I didn’t know why I had. But there was no

I sniffed, screwing my face into a scowl. “Jared.” I took a step

lying,” he hissed, straightening to his full

to keep my voice level. I might have taken this too far, but

bared his teeth at me, looking

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

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

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