Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 45 : Only for Me to See

*Lena*

Adrian retreated from the area, glancing back only once as he slipped back through the door of the warehouse.

Xander didn’t speak. He just looked at me, his hands tucked in the pockets of his j acket.

I waited for him to say something for a moment, to say anything, but he was silent.

I shook my head, looking down at my boots before straightening up and attempting to walk past him toward the door.

He caught me by the elbow, pulling me to a halt.

“What are you wearing?” he asked, his voice low with a hint of rage.

“A dress,” I sneered, yanking my arm free.

He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, looking me up and down. I wished the hunger in his eyes hadn’t had the effect on me that it did. My stomach tightened with anticipation as his gaze slowly met mine again.

“What do you want, Xander?”

“I need to apologize-”

“Need, or want? Those are two different things—”

He closed the distance between us with a single step, leaning down to whisper in my ear. His breath was warm on my neck, bringing a fresh wave of fire across my skin.

“I’m sony I wasn’t there for you when Slate assaulted you in that alley.”

I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. He was wearing cologne, something woodsy and warm. I lost myself in it for a moment before I broke away from him once more.

“I need to find Heather and Vivien,” I said flatly, void of emotion.

“They left,” he replied, and my shoulders fell.

“What?”

“Heather left with a man, someone I don’t know. And Viv told me she’d seen you come out here. I promised her I’d walk you back to your apartment when you were ready to leave.”

I sighed, gritting my teeth as I looked up into his eyes. “I don’t need your- help getting home. It’s not far.”

“If Slate-”

“Slate’s gone,” I said, a little too loudly. I flushed as a group of partygoers standing on the edge of the dock looked in our direction.

Xander took a step closer to me, furrowing his brow. “What do you mean he’s gone? I saw him yesterday.”

“You did?” I felt my knees start to weaken as I thought back to tire night in the alley, about the blinding light, and waking up alone and covered in an inch of fresh snow.

to him, exactly?” he whispered,

reached out to steady myself on the

don’t know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers.”

in my eyes despite my efforts to stop them. “I’m not who you think I am,” I whispered as tire truth

of hair from my face and tuck it behind

“You don’t understand-”

pull my hand from

blood root help me? Wiry did you go back to Crimson

he said as a group passed us on

took my hand, but inside of leading me around the warehouse, he brought me back inside, and we were hit with

took me to the bar and began to pour two

you doing? I drought

said, handing me a glass as he took a sip, grimacing as he swallowed it down. I knew it was heavily spiked; I could smell the liquor die second I brought it to my lips. “This is your last college party though. Let’s live it up, for a minute. It’s still early.” He downed the punch in a single gulp, and I couldn’t fight the smile that spread across my mouth as his eyes

expression, and in a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his arm around my waist, leading me to die dance

long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as

pinned against his

alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced

down my waist, his fingers toying with the break in the fabric over my hip bone. He chuckled, bending down to whisper

not wearing underwear, are

his lips grazed over the top of

faster and more sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander couldn’t keep

supposed to be like this. We’d ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about now, and it had nothing to do with

the questions I had, everything I needed to know just…

whispered into my hair, turning me around

around my temples. I didn’t know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding

“Where’s your jacket?”

lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still

one,” he growled hungrily, his

jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath,

going back to my

I corrld say

***

on the snow-covered sidewalk but he caught me, murmuring about having to cany me back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said, and when I argued that we could go to mine, he shook his head, saying he

into my skin as we walked, even with his jacket covering me and

It was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and let him claim me

street and Xander stopped,

we doing here?” I asked as I let him lead me into a booth near the window overlooking the

He ruffled his hair, sending

looking waitress set two menus on

here, nothing but the sound of the

“You’re thin, Lena.”

opening my menu. His jacket was covering my exposed shoulders and fell over- the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis prickle with gooseflesh. He was wearing only a tee

at me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while