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 and gently lifted my ankle, propping it up on

of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the

asked, handing me the bottle

unscrewing the cap

better

pulled a chair up next to me and removed

said. “That’s good. Hopefully, it

it, or maybe heat?” I asked, taking an-

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

that sounds good,” I said,

get for you?”

sweet and tender, I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods

had been polite and

I’m all set. Thank

his head at me. “What

said that. Now, I was making

sorry for causing trouble and ruining your party,” I

with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile and reached out, covering

this was a nice event,” I 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 sure

I muttered, stopping myself before I

glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright orbs were

for asking this but… Is it possi- ble that you have feelings

and I swallowed quickly, com-

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

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

again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I

an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn’t become suspicious but also didn’t take things the wrong

“Um… that’s

smiled and waited for me to continue. I shifted my eyes to

it. If you’re gentler with me than

him a chal- lenge. “Well,

door interrupted our banter and a maid came in. She looked at

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

on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer didn’t want Luther and

I’m helping a wounded friend,” Luther

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

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

was for his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at