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.

the banquet hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed

ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and

he asked, handing me the bottle

nodded, unscrewing the cap and taking

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

chair up next to me

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

ice on it, or maybe heat?”

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

good,”

you?” he

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 for what the king did to

Luther had been polite and decent to

think I’m all set. Thank

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

said that. Now, I

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

interesting as you,” he said with a shrug. He cracked

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

I’ll make sure she leaves you alone in the future,” he assured with

a scene,” I muttered,

eyes stuck on me like glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His

crazy for asking this but… Is it

jaw slackened slightly, and I swallowed quickly,

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

it. Do you have real, romantic feelings for me?” he asked, tightening

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

time for me to try and spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn’t become suspicious

“Um…

continue. I shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like I was pretending to think about the

you’re gentler

like I’d just given him a chal- lenge.

interrupted our banter and a maid came

wondering where you are,” she said, keeping her eyes down. Her

wasn’t a very good 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,

a wounded friend,”

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

party. I’m sure there are a lot of people you haven’t talked

hinged on him being distracted at