Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

“I didn’t push her that hard! Luther, she’s faking it, she set me up,” Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

“But you did push her, didn’t you?” Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

“I… well… yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her,” Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She’d even look a little wacky. I’d remain innocent.

“Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn’t mean to hurt her,” Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

“I don’t have to believe you,” Luther muttered. “Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying.”

“But I…”

“That’s enough. I will deal with you later,” Luther said. He took a knee beside me. “Ciana, are you okay?”

“I… my ankle is twisted pretty bad,” I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn’t been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

“Let me see,” Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

“I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?” I asked, biting my lip innocently.

“Yes, of course.”

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

“Luther, I’m sorry,” Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

“You’ve done enough. Don’t worry, I’ll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled,” Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, “Luther, Jennifer isn’t a bad person. She just cares about you a lot.” Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn’t want her to really get punished because of me.

“You’re still speaking for her after what she’s done to you?”

“It was somewhat an accident.” I told the truth. Sort of.

laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted my

away for a mo- ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid

that?” he asked, handing me the

nodded, unscrewing the cap

needed. I’m sure I’ll feel better in no time,”

eyes lighting up. He pulled a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle, looking at

to be swelling,” he said. “That’s good.

I put ice on it, or maybe heat?” I asked, taking

slid his eyes to me and chuckled. “Why don’t you just rest it for now. If it starts

good,” I

anything else I can get for you?” he asked

felt sorry for what I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking

had been polite and decent to

set. Thank you

eyebrows lifted and he cocked his head at me. “What are you

said that.

trouble and ruining your party,” I

isn’t as interesting as you,” he said with a shrug. He cracked

said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine. I tried to pull my hands away,

be… passionate at times. Don’t worry, I’ll make

I apologize for making a scene,” I

like glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright orbs were full of cu-

tell me if I’m crazy for asking this but… Is it possi- ble that you

I

don’t have to be enemies,” I reminded him, smiling lightly to

what I mean and you know it. Do you have real, romantic feelings for me?” he

sighed and thought carefully about how to answer. If I shut him down, he’d put up his emotional walls again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the wrong idea, he might try to follow through on something right here,

had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn’t become suspicious but also didn’t take things the wrong

smiled, “Um… that’s a

and waited for me to continue. I shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly,

it. If you’re gentler

given him a chal- lenge. “Well, I’ll just

maid

guests at the party wondering where you are,” she said, keeping her eyes down. Her cheeks

liar. I recognized her as one of Jennifer’s maids. She’d probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer

a wounded friend,” Luther argued, waving to dismiss the

not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn’t do any- thing

there are a lot of

grateful as I was for his assistance, my plan hinged on him