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.

lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow

bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the edges so it covered

is that?” he asked, handing

cap

what I needed. I’m sure I’ll feel better in no time,” I said, offering him a sweet

next to

said. “That’s good. Hopefully, it is

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

his eyes to me and chuckled. “Why don’t you just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or get worse, I’ll get

that sounds good,” I

else I can get for you?” he asked as he covered my

was being so sweet and tender, I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry

my arrival, Luther had been polite

think I’m all set. Thank you

head at

I shouldn’t have said that. Now, I was making

I, well, I’m sorry for causing trouble and ruining your party,” I said, thinking

party is getting boring. It isn’t as interesting as you,” he said with a

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

fault, Ciana. Jennifer can be… passionate at times. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she leaves you alone in the

I… I apologize for making a scene,” I muttered,

stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright orbs were full of

but… Is it

jaw slackened slightly, and I

enemies,” I reminded him, smiling lightly to try and change

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

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

me to try and spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my

“Um… that’s

shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like

it. If you’re gentler with me than Prince Theo,

a chal-

maid came in. She looked at her feet while

guests at the party wondering where you are,”

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 didn’t want Luther and me to be alone, so she

I’m helping 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 with a

there are a lot of people you haven’t talked to yet,”

his assistance, my plan hinged on him