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.

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

out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping my hand around

don’t know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers.”

at him, tears welling 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-”

out to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his hand around my chilled fingers. “You spent yourself using your

root help me? Wiry did you

talk about this in private,” he said as a

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

took me to the bar and

I drought

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

a single flash of twinkling lights

never forget that night. My 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

pinned against his abs as

every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker

his fingers toying with the break in

not wearing underwear,

breathed, closing my eyes as his lips grazed over the

continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander

like this. We’d ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about now,

I had, everything I needed to know just… faded into oblivion, leaving me

he whispered into my hair, turning me

our head, and 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.

“Where’s your jacket?”

his lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our

he growled hungrily, his hands planted firmly

subconsciously ground myself against him.

going back

I corrld say

***

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

cold was biting into my skin as we walked, even

I wanted to inn

street and

are we doing here?” I asked as I let him lead

He ruffled his hair, sending

a bored looking waitress set two menus on

the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum of dated music drifting

“You’re thin, Lena.”

very sick,” I mumbled, 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

he replied firmly, glancing at me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while you’re wearing that dress. That’s only

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