Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 71: How Did You End Up Here Too?

*Ciana*

At my parents’ house, I waited for Warren to get back. Things with that fake Ciana must have been going well because it was taking a while for him to return.

I stood up and started pacing around the living room. Warren was taking longer than I thought. A part of me started to worry about him, but he was Prince Warren. Not even Beta Raymond was stupid enough to move against a prince. I knew

Warren could take care of himself.

My mind kept wandering back to the man I’d seen, Tallis. Well, that was what Nelson called him, but he just felt like Theo.

He stood like him, talked like him, and even had his scent. I’d been around the Dark Prince enough to know the kind of person he was, and this Tallis just reminded me of Theo.

Although, he did look different once I got the chance to get a closer view of him.

But, if I could disguise myself well enough that people thought I was a boy, and if “Fake Ciana” could use magic to look like me, why couldn’t someone do the same with Theo?

Maybe Theo was trying to disguise himself as an unknown carnival worker. But this was Prince Theo! There was no reason for him to do so.

First of all, he hadn’t cared that I was leaving, he hadn’t even come to say goodbye to me. Why would he follow me all the way to my pack? Why would he care what was going on in my pack?

He’d made it pretty clear in the days before I left that he didn’t care.

Besides, if that Tallis guy was Theo, why try to hide it, especially from me? The only reason Theo would come here would be to make good on his word and help my pack. Not because he cared about me but because he was keeping his word as a prince. But then, he wouldn’t have to hide his identity from me.

Sighing, I rubbed my hands on my thighs and sat down on the couch.

As soon as my butt hit the cushion, the doorknob clicked and Warren walked through the front door with a grin on his face.

“I take it your chat went well?” I asked, jumping up to greet him.

‘He nodded. “Your look alike invited me on a date. We’ll meet

up three nights from now in the packhouse gardens,” he said.

Something flickered in his eyes and his smile fell slightly.

“Packhouse? So she didn’t want to come back here?” I murmured to myself, but that didn’t matter. “Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Yes, it is a good time for me to fish more information out of her. I’ll see if I can poke some more holes in her identity. It could help later,” he suggested.

mission accomplished for the night,” I grinned

nod. Warren sighed heavily

that I forced you

but Warren

truly have a good

lips quirked up. “I said I’d help, Ciana. Besides, I can’t just sit around when I know there is someone trying

hope you understand how much it means to me

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to show up from time to time in different

why I was so determined to stop Raymond from his insane plan to rebel against the

in my pack could recognize me

of a coincidence for there to be a Ciana and Theo imposter in my pack

few women walk by on their hands. Others were dressed in glittering unitards, trapeze slung over their shoulders. One burly, hairy man was walking around with a bull

like they were getting ready for a big

Good day!” Nelson greeted me when

learn more about your performance

course! I can tell a fellow carnival fan when I

my office,” he said, beckoning me to

tent blocked off with red, silk curtains. He

growls from animals in another section of the tent. There was also a sharp cracking sound. Probably the bullwhip that animal tamer had been

you have some pretty extreme acts in your carnival,”

rummaging through the papers on his makeshift desk. “We’ve got exotic animals, high flying trapeze swingers, jugglers, clowns, and a tightrope walker. I can assure you, we have the finest array of performing artists you’ll ever see in addition to normal

“I bet,” I muttered.

out more about Tallis, but I didn’t want to be too obvious. I had to keep it focused on the carnival. That was something I figured Nelson would talk about all day

he said, finally fishing a program pamphlet

and saw pictures of the animal tamer and trapeze artists. Nelson was featured on the cover, too, but there wasn’t a single picture of Tallis or any

Tallis in the program,” I commented, using that as

“My little brother likes to think he can make it on his own. He tends to get in trouble with that bad attitude of his. So, he comes and goes. I help him whenever

older brothers for?” I asked, grinning at

chuckled and nodded

has always been so surly and bad tempered, but he’s never struggled with the ladies, if you know

a successful, attractive, nice guy and it isn’t the same for me.”

bad boys,” I

my mouth before I could stop them and I hated myself for saying

friends who are interested in my brother, then?”

head rapidly. “No. Not in that regard. I did have some questions about his act,

spark in your eye,”

white board in the corner of his temporary office. There was a very complicated, color coded schedule written on the