Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 69: The Fake Ciana

*Ciana*

It was late afternoon when I saw that the coast was clear, and I

decided to go ahead and go to my parents’ house. I could tell Warren had moved in because the light was on in the Master suite.

I had a feeling that Raymond would insist that Warren take the best room in the house.

I would have to sneak in like a common thief, but once I was in there and with Warren, I should be safe. I didn’t think that the servants would be hanging around Warren too much since he could easily just tell them to leave him be.

I could see Warren pacing around the room. Carefully, so as not to fall or draw attention to myself, I made my way to the window of the Master suite. Keeping my balance, I situated my knees on the window sill and knocked on the window.

He jumped a bit when he saw me, and then rushed over to open the window, helping me inside. “Thank the goddess you’ re here! I was worried. It seemed to have taken you a while. Did you run into trouble?”

“No. Sorry to make you worry,” I said. “I wanted to make sure no one saw me.” I straightened my clothing and took a deep breath, happy to have made it in. Now, I felt relatively safe-at least for the moment.

“You have a beautiful home! I’m impressed,” Warren praised. He poured me a glass of cool water from a pitcher and handed it over. He was so thoughtful-unlike some people…..

“Thank you. Mom and Dad poured their love into this house. It indeed is a wonderful place.” I couldn’t help but smile.

“Is this the Luna and Alpha’s bedroom?”

“Yes. Why?” I asked him, taking a sip of the drink. The cold water felt good going down my throat. I looked around at the familiar space and instantly missed my parents.

My heart felt heavy as my eyes landed on a picture of the three of us that was sitting on my mother’s dresser.

When would they be home?

“I should’ve asked for another room,” Warren said, causing me to give him my full attention.

“No, you’re totally fine. Even if my parents were home, they’d put you here. You’re the prince. You’re not just another visitor.”

His cheeks pinked slightly with my compliment. “Still, Ciana, I feel rude.”

“It’s all good, Warren. I promise.”

Just then, we heard voices in the hallway. I lifted a finger to my lips to signal him to be quiet.

Maids. They were passing by in a bit of a rush. I assumed they had decided the whole rest of the house needed a thorough cleaning now that a distinguished guest was staying here.

met him

“She sure does love to tend the flowers. Her mother will be proud to see

they were out of earshot, I said, “Since she is nearby, we should go

curious to see how this new version of me did when it came to pruning the hedges and

but we’ll have to

as long as we were careful, it shouldn’t be a problem. Otherwise, our entire plan could

behind him. He was careful

a place to hide out there because of all of the high bushes, shrubs, and

a wave of fury washed over me. I wanted to run right over to her and accuse her of pretending to be me. But I knew that wouldn’t work because I had called her out the last time I was

of my mother’s prize rose bushes, a pair of shears in hand, trimming away the

curve in the stone path and took up a position behind a large blooming tree. It smelled

what the servants who had accompanied her outside were

them, and I recognized them as people who

most of the time. But this Ciana must’ve been different because they were clearly there as

were

palace has matured her quite a bit, don’t you think?” One

They must’ve

surmised. “After all, she seems so

to exhibit now,” another woman was saying. She had her hands folded in front of her, standing

them, an older man said, shaking his head. “It was nearly impossible to keep the dust out of the

is truly a charming young woman now,” the first woman said with a nod of approval. “Fit to marry a prince. It’s too

rumors are true, and Prince Warren is here

to look at Warren then, my eyes widening, but he wouldn’t meet my gaze, and since we were

now until it started to irritate me. I didn’t want to listen to them, but they continued to comment

know what they’re talking about. Uppity snobs.” He made a face, and I had to cover my mouth

was right. These people’s opinions shouldn’t matter to me, and they all sounded like they were simply

fake Ciana announced standing and removing her

of course, my lady,” the first woman said, rushing over to take her gloves. “We shall accompany

walk past the bushes we were hiding behind,

up the basket of flowers fake

of

servant managed to catch his toe. He

imposter was behind him and she tried to dodge him but failed. She managed to trip over the back of him, falling toward the bushes where we were

“Ahh-!”

Why were there always accidents when I

stood up, though, and he managed to grab fake Ciana mid-fall before she could see me and before she could further injure herself. Luckily, it was dark, and we were