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.

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

upright until I reached out to steady myself

don’t know, Xander. I

“You used your powers.”

up 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

to brush a lock of hair from my

“You don’t understand-”

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

root help me? Wiry did you go back

in private,” he

we were hit with a rush of

to the bar and began to pour two glasses

you doing? 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.”

punch with a similar expression, and in a single flash of twinkling

skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as we danced felt like little bursts of

chest pinned against his abs as he held

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

was only heightened when his hands traveled down my waist, his fingers toying with the

not wearing

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

music seemed to only get faster and more sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about

one thing we needed to talk about now, and

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

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

slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding over

“Where’s your jacket?”

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

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

I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled lazily,

back to my

I corrld say was,

***

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 didn’t want an

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

I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my

crossed a snow-packed street and Xander stopped, pulling into a

we doing here?” I asked as I let him lead me into a booth

ruffled his

looking waitress set two

was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum of dated music drifting out of an old jukebox

“You’re thin, Lena.”

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 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 you’re wearing that dress. That’s only

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