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.

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

a soft look and stepped away for a mo- ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a

handing me the

unscrewing the cap and taking

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

a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from

said. “That’s good. Hopefully, it is a minor

put ice on it, or maybe heat?” I

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

that sounds good,” I

there anything else I can get for you?” he

I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry for what the

Luther had been polite

all set. Thank you and…

his head at me.

said that. Now, I was

trouble and ruining your party,” I said, thinking

a shrug. He cracked

I said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine. I tried

Jennifer can be… passionate at times. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she leaves you alone in the future,” he assured

making a scene,” I muttered, stopping myself before I said something I’d

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

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

slackened slightly, and I swallowed quickly,

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

what I mean and you know it. Do you have real, romantic feelings for

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

try and spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so

smiled, “Um…

shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like

about it. If you’re gentler with me

given him a chal-

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

There are guests at the party wondering where you are,” she said, keeping

poor girl 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, so she was using

wait. I’m helping a wounded friend,” Luther argued, waving to

until Luther did. I was sure

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

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