Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 500

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 500

Chapter 2: Is the King of Campus Defending Me?

*Lena*

Slate was sputtering, spitting on the ground, and acting overall exceedingly dramatic as he gripped his throat. His hands had caused more redness than Xander’s had, I noticed, as I watched Slate act as though Xander had come close to killing him instead of physically forcing him to let me go.

Xander continued to stand behind me, watching Slate with interest. He glanced down at me, giving me a tight, crooked smile before turning his attention back to Slate.

“You done? Or do you need a few more minutes to collect yourself?” Xander asked.

Slate glared at us both, his eyes narrowing into slits as he finally straightened up. ‘Who the hell do you think you are? I’m a professor-‘

“A professor who just had his hands on a female student,” Xander retorted, shrugging his shoulders. “And you said she’s your girlfriend, right? I expect the administration would look down on that, if they were to find out.”

Slate balked, then licked his lips, turning his gaze to me.

“Don’t look at her,” Xander said sharply, causing Slate to avert his gaze from me and turn his attention to Xander once more.

Slate eyed the duffle bag Xander had slung over his left shoulder, which had “Morhan Varsity Wrestling’ embroidered in large, bold letters on the side. Xander had at least six inches on Slate, towering over him even to cast a shadow over the entirety of Slate’s body. I fought against the smirk twitching in the corner of my mouth as the blood drained from Slate’s face.

Not that I’d needed Xander’s help. I would’ve figured out how to get away-eventually.

“You’ll regret this,* Slate said weakly, glancing at me so quickly I almost missed it. ‘My uncle is the dean-”

“Ah, playing that card, are we?” Xander drawled, adjusting his weight. He yawned, actually yawned, as Slate’s cheeks began to burn a deep crimson. ”1 think you’d better go.”

“Let’s go, Lena-* Slate began.

“No. You go, alone. And if I catch you anywhere near her again, you’ll be the one with regrets.”

I stole a look at Xander. His gaze was fixed on Slate with such intensity it made me want to cower by association. I hadn’t ever seen him so close up before.

I already knew, based on my few sightings of him around campus, that he was tall. But I hadn’t noticed how dark his hair was, ink-black and swept back away from his face, curling softly around his ears. I hadn’t noticed his eyes, which were a rich, coffee-like color flaked with amber. He was beautiful, even dressed in gray sweatpants and a black windbreaker.

walked away until Xander slowly turned

you okay?” he asked. “He didn’t hurt you, did

tore my gaze away from his eyes and watched

not really his girlfriend,

back up

chuckled, exhaling as he rested his hand on

sure. That guy is a creep.

tries to stop me when I’m on my way to the greenhouses. He teaches right there.” I pointed

building, then turning to look up the pathway toward the set of

often do you have to walk this way?” he

a week.

his throat as

don’t have to

practice at the stadium every day around this time.” He tilted his head up the pathway, where the roof of the somewhat worn-down stadium was visible above the trees in the distance.

which was, in fact, known for its athletics. He was studying something related to Heather’s chosen field, I knew that much.

he said, holding out his hand for me

my hands in my pockets. He arched his brow, giving me a playful look as he narrowed

What else do you know about me?’ He dropped his hand, possibly disappointed I hadn’t shaken

say? That every girl on campus was obsessed with him? Except for me, of course. That they referred to him as the “King” of Morhan

had already told me he was asking about

be early,’ I said in a rushed murmur, giving him a tight- lipped smile. I started to walk away, feeling his gaze lingering on

“I’m Lena,” I said.

he said in a teasing voice, smiling at me. “So, are you going to

don’t know. I think

my body. I blinked, swallowing back the heat that was rippling over my arms and chest. I’d never really been attracted to anyone the way

about that. It was stupid. I was almost ready to graduate and wasn’t

voice trembling as I nodded my acceptance of his offer, “You can walk me to class on Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I study with my

fine,” he smiled, “as long as you’re

him. I could see it in his eyes, some unspoken challenge. He could have any girl on campus if he wanted to. He wouldn’t even have to ask. Why was he interested in

long as you keep Slate away from me,” I said, my voice a little harsher than I meant it to be. My tone didn’t seem to

“Well, after you!”

I was standing at one of the long, plastic tables in the center of the greenhouse, testing soil and writing my findings on a clipboard. My professor was walking around, chatting with the handful of other senior botany students, her hands tucked behind

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