Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 851

Chapter 57 : You’ll Face Far Worse

*Eliza*

I wasn’t exactly sure what Abe was plotting. I was just along for the ride it seemed, especially when I got back to the room I shared with Scarlett and found a glittery fuchsia-colored dress laid out on my bed. It had cutouts along the waist and an extremely low back… very low.

There was a note that was obviously from Abe with nothing but a smiley face scribbled on the paper. I arched my brow, shaking my head as I held up the scrap of fabric and looked it over with a critical eye.

“Why?” I whispered, laying the dress back down and fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.

Abe had mentioned in passing that I dressed like a teenage boy, a gleam of disapproval in his eyes. Jared seemed to like me for who I was regardless of my pants and men’s shirts… but he had broken things off and tried to send me home to my parents.

Maybe Abe was onto something.

I sighed heavily and dressed, which took a lot longer than I anticipated. Abe had mentioned all of us would be dining together tonight, that some kind of truce had been made when Scarlett and I had left to meet her son.

But the tension in the air was thick, even in the privacy of my room.

Did Jared even want to talk to me? He looked more angry that I’d drugged his friends and stolen into the night than happy to see me alive and well.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and fluffed my hair, separating my curls with my fingers. I looked… really good. I couldn’t deny it. I’d have to ask Abe where he was even getting these clothes.

I swallowed back my anxiety and worked my face into a steely gaze. My eyes flamed a deep green against the pink of my dress. My curls were extra unruly, and my face was flushed with subdued emotion.

There was a knock on the door. I was expecting Scarlett, but a maid stepped inside instead. She gave me a huge smile as she looked me up and down.

“Can I escort you to the dining room?” she smiled.

I nodded, taking an achingly huge breath.

***

“He has warriors dappled through the western coast,” Abe said, swirling his glass of wine. “Why? I don’t know. But the information I’ve been fed has alluded to a possible conflict between Suncrest and Starfall Coast.”

I had no idea where Starfall Coast was, or whether or not it was a pack name or the name of a territory, but the look on Jared’s face across the table told me this was not good news.

“He’s making moves then,” Jared said, almost to himself.

Abe nodded, shrugging one shoulder. “He’s trying to get on Alpha King Alexander’s radar. That’s all I know. Aeris won’t make a move until the King does. He wants the King to be the aggressor.”

Jared flexed his jaw as he contemplated what Abe was saying. I’d been sitting here for twenty minutes listening to the two men speak in monotone voices about business; what the Alphas of the surrounding territories were up to, who was fighting with who, who was encroaching on the “neutral” territories led by rogues like Jared and Abe.

It was kind of a trip watching the two of them converse–Jared, all ice and shadow and Abel, nothing but charm and sunshine… two morally gray men on opposite sides of the spectrum, each of them tethered to a moral compass that didn’t know up from down.

Jared barely looked in my direction, and if he did, his gaze was firmly fixed on my dress with a look of marked disapproval, especially as his gaze slid down to the cutouts that had the curve of my hips on full display.

I ignored him, and the boring conversation, and focused on my food.

Brandt was sitting beside Jared, his eyes downcast on his plate. Archer and Scarlett weren’t in attendance. I didn’t expect Scarlett to be here, not after being introduced to her son. But Archer’s absence was notable, especially since this was technically a dinner meeting with someone they believed to be an enemy. I looked around the room, half expecting Archer to be lingering in the shadows somewhere, waiting for his opportunity to lunge at Abe and snap his neck.

next for you, Eliza?”

pushed a roasted carrot around on my plate. My chest was tight and my heart was heavy sitting this close to Jared. That last time we’d spoken he’d

of him, and his gaze was like ice

I said, not daring to blink, “to investigate the ruins

From the legends? I didn’t realize it

look before turning back to

purred, his mouth curving into a smile

glaring at me so intensely it sent a shiver of ice down my spine, but I dug in my heels and refused

do you know where it is?”

my glass of wine. “It’s a map, and it matches the

felt Jared’s foot brush against mine in

believe the key to breaking Jared’s curse is in the

didn’t so much

the forge where

Abe inquired with enthusiasm as Jared opened his mouth to say something,

be mended. Once

“No–” Jared cut in.

spat, narrowing my eyes at

under his breath as I leaned back in my seat with my arms crossed over my

far away is Myrel?” Abe asked, ignoring the shadow now creeping over the

rolling over my skin as I held Jared’s gaze. “My estimation is forty

“In the mountains, then?”

“Yes.”

go… alone?” Abe’s voice wavered his words, his eyes

said with

nothing. His shadow began to retreat, coiling like a snake across the table. I ran my tongue along the inside of my lip before I drained my

on my shoulders with a pressure that had my back buckling

was nothing but what looked like mingled hatred and fury

were firmly

Alpha King might send… help, with this quest,

meeting Abe’s

can’t

“Why not?”

the Alpha King is married to my cousin, and I’m not involving my family

“That’s enough–” Jared growled.

eyes shining as my revelation echoed through the

my cousin. Our grandparents

you’re not a White

not part of that line.

swiftly I barely processed the movement until he was leaning over

he raged,

from him, my chair hitting the ground in my haste to get up. Abe sipped his wine, glancing between

his hands curling into fists. “You

didn’t. I’m

with him,” Jared

the sound echoing through the room. I didn’t look him in the eyes as I laid my napkin back down in my

the wooden table cracking beneath