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.

you do to him, exactly?” he whispered, his hand gliding down

he was holding me upright until I reached out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping my hand around the

don’t know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers.”

to stop them. “I’m not who you think I am,” I whispered as tire truth rose

of hair from my

“You don’t understand-”

from the railing, wrapping his hand around my

did the blood root help me? Wiry did you go

need to talk about this in private,” he said as a group passed

brought me back inside, and we were hit with a rush

took me to the bar and began to pour two glasses

you doing? I drought we

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

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

jacket had been tossed somewhere along the sidewall long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as we danced felt like little bursts of electricity, die sensation mingling with music as he moved with the

to him, my chest pinned

This moment was perfect. The music and the alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker

traveled down my waist, his fingers toying with the break

wearing underwear, are

his lips grazed

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

There was only one thing we needed to talk about now, and it had nothing to

though. All of the questions I had, everything I needed to know just… faded into oblivion, leaving me wanting for only one

out of here,” he whispered into my hair,

my hair was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn’t know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding over my lips and then against my tongue. A fever shot through me, blinding me to everything, and everyone, in

“Where’s your jacket?”

said against his lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still moving

buy you a new one,” he growled hungrily, his hands

need through the jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him.

back to my

I corrld say

***

place was across town, from what he said, and when

needed to talk about brought me back to reality. The cold was biting into my skin as we walked, even

to do. I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and let him claim

and

I let him lead me into a booth near the window overlooking the

was falling again, thick and heavy. He ruffled his hair, sending little

casually as a bored looking waitress set two

booth, looking around at the patrons of the dinner. It was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum

“You’re thin, Lena.”

my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis prickle with gooseflesh. He was wearing only a tee

he replied firmly, glancing at me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not