Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 852

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 852

Chapter 58 : Abel’s Games

*Jared*

I knew Abel was following me. I’d seen through his little ruse from the very beginning. It had been confirmed the second Eliza walked into the dining room with nothing but that shred of fabric clinging to her body, her face twisted in a fierce and confident glare.

Abel had always been a master of manipulation.

I hadn’t expected him to break Eliza, especially after only a matter of days. She didn’t even realize she was eating out of his hands like a wounded bird.

“Drop the act,” I said with forced calm as I poured myself a drink, draining it in seconds.

The door to the library closed behind him as Abel entered the room, his heavy footsteps coming to a halt.

“I know what you did to her.” I didn’t say I was impressed, even though I was. I poured myself a second drink, a stiff one, and downed it like it was water from a freshwater spring.

“She’s safe here,” Abel said, the bravado in his voice cracking as he removed that metaphorical mask of eternal sunshine. “You have to know who’s after her.”

“I didn’t know until recently,” I breathed, closing my eyes as the fine whiskey burned down my throat and numbed the furious roiling in my chest where my power was pleading to be let loose. “How did you find out?”

“Did you allow her to send mail to the capital? Or is she really as cunning as everyone is saying?”

I turned around to face him, noticing the great distance between us. His face was starting to bruise from where I’d swung at him earlier in the day.

“You tell me,” I said through gritted teeth before lifting my drink to my lips.

He pursed his lips, shrugging uncomfortably in his fine clothing. He’d really pulled out all the stops for this. I couldn’t help but wonder why.

“First of all,” he began, taking a cautious step toward me with his intention of taking a seat in a high-backed armchair near the hearth clear, “I did what I had to do to keep my village safe.”

“From two women?”

“From a woman who walked into my village smelling like you,” he said coldly, wrinkling his nose. “Reeking of you, Jared.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say–”

“I treated them both as guests, made sure they were cared for and comfortable. Eliza suffered a few injuries during her journey here and they were mended. I didn’t… start the game until I realized she brought your artifacts here. I did what I had to do.”

“By manipulating her into trusting you–”

“It’s not manipulation if it’s the truth,” he cut in, fire blazing behind his cobalt eyes. “I never took her to my bed. My bedroom, yes, but only to keep her separated from Scarlett long enough to allow Lock to work his… magic.”

I could have crushed the crystal glass I was holding in my fist.

“You have some nerve–”

“I have the mark of a Dark Witch seeking refuge in my village, Jared. Tell me, what would you have done? Let me guess–” he slumped into the armchair, crossing his legs. “If she hadn’t been your mate, you would have left her for dead long ago, right?”

“You know that isn’t true.”

“Then you’ve changed.”

is full of

so that children are born, so that those children grow into warriors so they can protect and be protected when

my lip as I stalked toward him. I halted my progress as he

the hero, aren’t you Jar? Never the lover. I would have paid a pretty penny to have witnessed you barreling through a boarded-up window at

talking about

right through her, you know. She came in here with the confidence of a man who’d seen some s**t and survived out of pure spite. I had her wrapped around my finger in

and I’d inadvertently walked right

for you is her greatest weakness. I used that against her, making her bargain with me without realizing it. I gained her trust. I sent her that dress to wear to dinner because I knew she’d wear it with little prodding to do so, and you’d see what I’d been able to

how she’d ended up here.

and elsewhere constantly feeding him information. He would have known her name, her address back in her own realm, her parents’ names, and what kind

nothing I could do about

nickname of the Luna Queen that only her close family would know, his eyes narrowed into slits. “A massive oversight, my friend. You

does Hestia

Abel said before

remaining amber liquid in my glass, clenching my jaw. “And where is our favorite witch

gave me a sly smile, his eyes

trail, thanks to

you

far, far west of here. Hestia will assume Eliza made it to the witches and her luck has run

home.” My words were ripe with finality,

curse. She’s in this

not your decision

doesn’t have a choice, and you’ve

I really hated this guy

she–that power within the artifacts… the Cryptex, or

by my own hands if

“So don’t lose control–”

I said, my voice dropping an octave as I took three long strides toward him and sat

twitching into a smile

that power out of

you,” he pouted sarcastically, forcing his mouth into an animated frown. “Your poor shadow wants to play and you’re denying

wants to

pursed his

considered whether

only by the crackling of

“She’s not.”

ends up here, in our realm, and suddenly every evil, unearthly being

telling me things

leading the charge, dangers be damned. She’s not going to stop. I don’t think my

that shadow of power

eyes. “Your shadow and I are old

with Eliza and not

and it’s been so long since I’ve had anything

little games win you this

a smile touching

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