Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 827

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 827

Chapter 38 : I Gave Him What He Wanted

I’d been so caught up in my relief that Jared was still alive that I’d completely forgotten the pale yellow wolf beside him was not Archer.

I felt a jolt of shock as Carmen shifted into her usual form, her long blonde hair nearly touching her waist as she stood naked, hesitating before accepting a robe from one of Jared’s men. She… smirked, from what I could tell, and very slowly pulled her arms through the robe while looking over at Jared.

Jared was dressing quickly, however, and didn’t wait for Carmen to get her bearings before he was charging toward the house, wearing only a pair of pants and a shirt crunched in his fist. He pointed at me.

Miriam squeaked in surprise as Jared shouted my name, and not kindly. I squared my shoulders and backed into the house. What the hell was his problem? I was the one who should be upset.

“Upstairs, now,” he said with cold firmness as he climbed the front steps, not even stopping to say hello to Miriam.

The broad muscles of his chest and shoulders were flexed and rigid with tension as he motioned for me to walk ahead of him. He didn’t look over his shoulder at Carmen, who was walking briskly toward the house, her sheet of blonde hair billowing out behind her.

I caught her eye before I turned to walk up the stairs. Her eyes narrowed, her mouth tilted upwards on one side.

It was a knowing look edged with silent challenge.

I didn’t like the jealousy roiling in my gut. I especially didn’t like the smug grin on this stranger’s face as her eyes left mine and settled on Jared’s back.

Jared wasn’t really mine. We’d never talked about what we actually were to each other.

But I sure as hell wasn’t okay with this woman trying to assert her dominance over me.

“Have Eliza’s things brought to my room,” Jared said to Miriam as I began to climb the stairs. Miriam, who was currently watching Carmen close in on the house, looked up at Jared with a look that conveyed exactly what she was feeling–utter shock, disbelief… maybe even a hint of annoyance.

I didn’t question him, not yet, not in the company of others. I half expected Carmen to follow us, but when we reached the third story and his wing of the house, we were alone.

He stepped in front of me and walked to his bedroom door, opening it wide. I followed him inside, my body tightening as he closed the door behind me.

It wasn’t a large room by any means, but it housed a four-poster bed and several other pieces of what looked to be antique furniture. A red quilt covered the bed, the edges slightly frayed. I found myself staring at it for whatever reason as his footsteps sounded behind me.

“Are you hurt?” he demanded. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to compose the conflicted feelings rushing through my mind.

“No. I’m not,” I said, slowly turning to face him.

He was buttoning his shirt, his fingers working deftly at the buttons as he kept his eyes locked on mine. He looked like hell. He looked tired, and stressed. He looked me over, going as far as to reach out to turn me from side to side during his inspection, as if he didn’t believe me.

“I said I’m fine!”

did

through the

the fit of his shirt. It was odd seeing him back in his usual sparring garb compared to the tailored

go through that

the loose-fitting cotton pajamas I’d changed into after my bath last night. I scrunched the fabric between my fingers as I waited for whatever he was going to say next. He was silent, however,

you’ll be sleeping in here with

“Why?”

wouldn’t you?” he said, crossing the room

“Because we’re not–”

I don’t care that we didn’t sign

I asked without meaning to. I bit down on my lip as

“What about her?”

and why is she

lot of f****d up things,” he breathed, crossing his arms over his chest. “I didn’t want to

was she there in

out.” He looked as if he was about to smile, which infuriated me. He noticed the color heating

that we finally

smile, his night-dark eyes softening on me. “You

I saw red.

is something seriously wrong with you!” I practically screamed,

I know. I’m

you kidding

off like that. I’m sorry you are caught in my mess.

“Hey!”

off the wall and striding toward me, “that as long as

that

expression darkened, his shoulders loosening as he

what he really wanted,” he said, taking another step

prickled over my skin as I met his eyes, the crimson and

“Eliza–”

one other thing Aeris had wanted, something Jared had

me you offered to–to help

spin as my words shattered on the floor between. Jared furrowed his

to say their names… not

“Xander and Lena? Why–”

in a knot. I wrung my hands, fidgeting so badly I had to clasp them behind my back and squeeze them together to stop myself from trembling. “Don’t hurt

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