Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 466

Chapter 124: We’ll Meet Again

Warren held my arm firmly and beckoned to Greg. He ducked down behind some bushes and pulled me with him as we waited for Greg to join us.

“Prince Warren? What are you doing here?* Greg growled.

“Saving you two.”

“Shh!” I hushed them as guards raced by our hiding place.

Greg and Warren glared at each other. Of course, Theo would have told Greg about Warren running off, and possibly even about attacking me. He would be wary of Warren.

However, as soon as I saw Warren, I knew I could trust him, although I was still upset with him.

“Come on, we can slip out of the camp this way,” Warren motioned to us, tugging on my arm and pulling me away from where the guards had run.

I stayed low and quiet between Warren and Greg until we were well outside of the camp. When I couldn’t hear the guards anymore, I stood up and pulled my arm from Warren’s grasp.

“Warren, fancy seeing you here!” I hissed, still speaking in a low voice.

“First, I want to apologize for attacking you, Ciana. It wasn’t my intention to hurt you… I had just learned something about myself and it was confusing. I’m not saying that’s an excuse… It just is what it is,” he said sincerely. His eyes deepened and I could see the complicated emotions flickering on his face.

“I’m fine.” I softened my tone. “You didn’t hurt me or anything.”

I wasn’t sure if I was ready to fully forgive Warren, but he was making an effort to apologize. “Can you… can you tell me what was going on?”

Warren sighed and nodded.

“We have to keep moving,” Greg warned. *We‘re too easy to find this close to the camp.”

The three of us started walking through the woods again, careful not to step on sticks and draw attention to ourselves.

“I can’t abandon my sister,” Warren said. ‘She’s my only family. I’m sure you know that by now.”

It wasn’t an answer to my question, but it explained his current thought process. I could relate to his desire to be loyal to his family.

He looked away from me. When he turned back, his lips curved into a bitter smile.

“All my life feels like a big joke, and I’m the punchline. What I thought my life was, who I thought I was, none of it was ever really mine.”

I could hear the pain and confusion in Warren’s voice.

“I don’t even know who I am anymore. I don’t know who to believe or trust and I don’t know who or what I am supposed to be,” Warren sighed and shook his head. “The only thing I know about myself now is that I’m not a prince. Theo isn’t my brother, either. All my past discontent and jealousy… they mean nothing. It was all a joke.*

his arm. Warren stiffened

sorry to hear that, Warren, but I’m

sharply. He’d been

following

I had a feeling he was more unsettled by the fact that I was talking to Warren and being friendly to him

I said

went back to forging our path through the

do?*

his

friendly to depressed and hostile. Now he was so… shaky and unconfident. He

apart. First, when he thought Maggie was dead, and now when he

of an escape route,” Warren said loud enough to get Greg’s

are you only bringing this up now?”

to the right,* Warren explained, holding his arm out in the correct direction. “You’ll be able to get far away from the camp and back to

He stood toe to toe

Ciana involved in this,” Warren stated firmly, crossing his

the time or place,” I argued. I stood between them and pushed them both back a few

him,” Greg said

go,” I hissed. I

nodded and took the lead, subtly heading back toward the camp. Greg was getting more and more agitated, whispering to me that he

go through all that trouble to save

know. But he must have some

to get the two of you out of here,’ Warren grumbled up

doesn’t make sense, that’s all I’m saying. If he’s so loyal to his sister, why is he

up and confided in me if he was trying to play

his decision to help us escape from Maggie. He was loyal to her but he also

hopeful that a part of him still felt loyalty to Theo

out who he was and who he wanted to be on his own. No

to walk with

have to trust me, Ciana, but I do want to help you. Think of it as my apology for hurting you before,” he said, his voice dull

lots of heavy footprints imprinted in the soft soil but I didn’t see or hear any guards. I

Warren,* I said, touching his arm

touch was somehow

have any guards. You can get to

little. I thought that maybe if I could get him to a place where he wasn’t being

us?” I asked when Warren turned to follow the road back

already started heading in the opposite direction and he gave me a “look”

Warren whispered my name

away from all of this,” I pleaded. I widened my eyes, silently begging him to

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