Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 75: A Long Torturous Night

“Well, the contortionist is safe but we have another problem,” Nelson said, coming back into his office.

I stopped glaring at Tallis and turned my attention back to Nelson. He stood beside his desk, tapping his finger on a stack of papers.

“What’s wrong?” Tallis demanded gruffly.

“There’s been a landslide, not too far from here. Only about a mile away,” he said somberly.

“A landslide? Is anyone hurt?” I asked, perking up.

“It happened late at night when no one was around. It does cover the road we were going to take to our next location, but no one was injured,” Nelson assured with a nod.

I sighed and relaxed into the chair. The landslide must have

been on my pack territory. They weren’t common, but I remembered one from my childhood that hurt a lot of people.

I was relieved to learn that it hadn’t caused a lot of casualties this time.

“The road isn’t a well traveled road, but It will be a while before they clear it, so we will be stuck here until it is cleared,” he explained, “Anyway, we aren’t planning to leave until the ceremony ends. So hopefully by then, the roads are cleared.”

Tallis nodded in understanding. I couldn’t tell whether he was upset about the news or not. For some reason, I was a bit happy.

“Now, because space is tight, your little friend is going to have to bunk with you, Tallis,” Nelson said, winking at me again and swiftly changing the subject.

“What? No. That is unacceptable,” Tallis argued, shaking his head. His brow creased deeply.

“You know how it is. The two of us are the only ones with actual rooms. The rest of the performers share a tent out on the lawn,” Nelson said, arching an eyebrow at Tallis.

He grumbled and shook his head. Clearly he didn’t like that idea either.

“If that doesn’t appeal to you either, he can always stay with me,” Nelson suggested, smirking at his brother.

Tallis snorted and glared at the floor..

It was a bit odd to have Nelson refer to me as ‘he.’ I needed to get used to it now that I was in disguise. Normally, when I was in disguise, I tried to avoid interacting with anyone. It had been to prevent people from recognizing me, not for me to role play long-term.

“Those are all our options,” Nelson shrugged.

“Fine, he will stay with me,” he ground out through gritted teeth, his jaw tensing, eyes refusing to meet mine.

I realized he’d planned that whole

was going too far. I didn’t even want to know what was

didn’t care what anyone else thought of him, but his brother was meddling with his love life now, and things could get very sticky and complicated. Maybe I

of you will bunk together. I’m going to head off to bed and I’m going to assume the two of

still

that I

on,” he said forcefully, motioning for

across the big event tent to where there was another small room closed off by thick, velvety curtains. It was a cramped room with just one

crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. I yawned again

pockets, his head turned toward the curtain door. Being inside a tent, there weren’t any real doors or windows

really that miserable about having me bunk with

You should rest,” he told me

at me. I laid down on the bed and looked up at the tent

needy or presumptuous, taking his bed. I got up and sat down on the ground. Tallis still didn’t say anything, so I curled up and closed my

probably too much to expect him to be a gentleman  and actually offer the bed to me. He didn’t seem like the selfless type. When he didn’t say anything at all, it was hard to tell what he was

in days, I actually felt as long as he

body relaxed, my eyes dropped instantly and I fell

*Theo

and falling evenly. Her eyelids rippled as underneath, her eyes shifted back and forth. She must have been dreaming

crap off. Right now, I was Tallis, I wasn’t

her think I was curious about

her back stretching her legs out on the ground. She looked peaceful but I knew she’d have a sore back in the morning from sleeping on

whipped through the tent and she shuddered. Turning on her side again,

I really just

scooped her up and brought her over to

and curled

lips, but I fought

my shirt as I lowered her onto the

wouldn’t let go.

was sure the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second thought, that horrible

hands pulled on my shirt. I wasn’t balanced

she had her arms and legs locked

much time with Perceval.

get away from her without waking her. Seeing as I was supposed to be a stranger, if she woke up and found us like this, she might freak out and I’d

body pressed against me and her fingers clung desperately to my shirt.

to be a long,