Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 543

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.

he whispered, his hand

out to steady myself

know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers.”

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

lock of hair from my face and tuck it behind

“You don’t understand-”

then reached out to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his

did the blood root help me? Wiry

this in private,” he said as a

me around the warehouse, he brought me back inside, and we were hit with a rush of warmth as we entered

bar and began to pour two glasses of

you doing? I

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

in a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his

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

my chest pinned against

perfect. The music and the alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced

my waist, his fingers toying with the break in the

not wearing

breathed, closing my eyes as his lips grazed over the top of

exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander couldn’t keep his hands off

things. There was only one thing we needed

of the questions I had, everything I needed to

should get out of here,” he whispered into my hair, turning

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

“Where’s your jacket?”

he pulled me into a

a new one,” he growled hungrily, his

he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled lazily, wrapping

back to

I corrld say

***

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

we needed to talk about brought me back to reality. The cold was biting into my skin as we walked, even with his jacket covering me and his steady arm over my

alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and let him claim me again, and again,

crossed a snow-packed street and Xander stopped, pulling

let him lead me into a

again, thick and heavy. He ruffled his hair, sending little sprinkles of water over

bored looking waitress

It was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the

“You’re thin, Lena.”

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 shirt and jeans. He had to be freezing. “Take your

his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while you’re wearing

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