Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 101 The White Queen and the Dark King

*Theo*

Her warm lips captivated me, moving so slowly and entic- ingly against mine. Her arms around my neck held me close and her breasts moved against my chest with each breath. I lifted my hands to pull her closer and stopped, clenching them into fists.

How easily I could forget myself and stay in her embrace with her warm, comforting lips. As Tallis, I had been able to lie to myself that as long as I was careful, I wouldn’t hurt her.

But Maggie and Warren had reminded me of just how un- predictable and dangerous I was with their own lives!

I used all of my strength to leave those two soft, alluring lips, but the moment our kiss broke, I regretted it.

Her back was against the wall, her cheeks were pink and her sweet breath was rapid.

My eyes locked on her watery blue orbs and couldn’t move away. Under her gentle gaze, the cold and rigid shells that had been sealing around my heart for years started to break down, revealing my extravagant desire to seek warmth and…love.

But how could I?

I took a step away, but I couldn’t peel my eyes off her.

She had a light blush on her cheeks and I tried so hard to not pull her back.

I took a deep, trembling breath and steadied myself. In- side, I felt like I could explode at any moment, but after seeing Warren lying there, I couldn’t let myself lose control like that again.

‘Alpha, Dottie is here.’ Jake’s mindlink dragged me back to eality. A few moments later, he reappeared, and behind him was Dottie.

“Your Highness.” Dottie lowered her head as a brief greet- ng and I gestured to her to check on Warren.

“Oh Goddess…” She put down her medicine case and started her routine immediately.

I caught Ciana’s eye for a moment and she gave me an encouraging look before she followed Dottie to Warren’s side.

My brother was still pale and pasty. Unlike before, now he was shivering a little even though Dottie had covered him in thick, down comforters. His eyes were closed, and every now and then, he winced and gasped.

Otherwise, his breathing was even.

Dottie put a wet cloth on his forehead and then put her fingers at his wrist, taking his pulse.

I swallowed into a tight, constricted throat as I stared at his unconscious form. The frown on Dottie’s face told me he wasn’t doing well.

Ciana went to the edge of the bed and took Warren’s hand. Under any other circumstances, the worry in her eyes might have sparked jealousy in me, but now, I wished I could provide some type of comfort to him as well.

My gaze fell on my hands, which were inside a pair of gloves again. They were only capable of killing and destroy- ing. They would never provide comfort.

What a pair of fucking hideous hands! I hid them in my pockets so that I didn’t need to see them.

“How is he?” Ciana asked Dottie, her voice pulling me from my thoughts.

“He’s in bad shape,” Dottie said somberly.

“How bad?”

“He won’t wake up on his own. He will stay like this and get worse,” Dottie explained, her eyes darkened as she went back to tending to Warren.

“Is there… What can we do for him?” Ciana’s voice was trembling, taking the bad news in with great difficulty.

head. “Nothing to my knowledge. This is not a normal coma, Miss, and therefore

Do you mean there are abnormal ways that might

signed, “Maybe. A very

little hope there was,

“Dottie, explain,” I demanded.

and awaken, he needs new essence poured back into him. His body isn’t able to re-

I can return the life

the case, if I could, then wouldn’t all of my problems

she shook her head and sighed, “That wasn’t what I meant. I wish it was that simple. Prince Theo,

Everything I knew. I learned from tears and blood. Why would that heartless beast ever want to share anything with me? To

it is up to me then. What do you know about your ancestor, King Ly-

but the look on Dottie’s face implied she expected me to know more. To be honest, I wasn’t that interested

the sole ruler of Egoren. We were all taught

legend,” Dottie ex-

had we ever heard that part of

were totally opposite. Well, at least their powers were. Their powers repre- sented two sides of a coin. Brightness and

with a moist cloth, wetting them so that

in two. The realm of light was given to Morrighan, the White Queen, and all of her descendants. The

my lips together and

The Dark King’s power, on the other hand, is to take. Take life, destroy, and

heart sank more. I didn’t need another reminder

return Warren’s life essence then?” Ciana asked quickly, as if

you ever heard about the White. Queen? Even if she exists, she

like the

“Whatever that means.”

there is no way to save Warren,” Ciana muttered,

despair filled my chest and I looked

wanted to tell you was perhaps King Sebastian knows of a way to restore a

read the look on Jake’s face. We both knew my bastard of a father would never lift

her story. If it was

was the one that brought it up like it was some great, important history lesson. Nothing

got the sense that she was about to tell me something my father didn’t want me to know.

long time. While tending to the sick and injured, she probably heard a lot of things,

could my father help Warren?” I repeated the ques-

there might be a way, but I don’t know that for sure. There is a legend that says one of the dark kings, hun- dreds of years ago, was able to save his wife by sharing his life with her. It returned her longevity. The story does

that kind of knowl- edge?” I stared at her, pressing her, “Dottie, what else are you not

she was weighing whether she should tell

at the same eye level as hers. True that she worked for the crown, but she was one of the very few that had shown

siblings and myself were

us grow up. Warren… is a kind soul.

in trouble if this gets into an- other

word to

time to consider. Ciana and Jake were

deep breath and looked me

a sacred artifact. Do you know what the Royal artifact

passed down from the king to his successor, but that was more like a symbol of power. To my knowledge,

head. “That’s because it’s not the real ar- tifact. It’s a secret because the king didn’t want anyone to

“What’s the real artifact?”

“It’s a scroll.”