Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 553

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 553

Chapter 53 : The Alpha King of Egoren

*Xander*

If she didn’t know the truth, well, she knew now.

The look on her beautiful face was exactly what I thought it’d be as I walked up to her, bowing my head toward her in a formal greeting. But I gave her a wry smile as I straightened my neck, looking into her pale gray eyes as they widened.

I bobbed my head at Abigail, whose mouth gaped in surprise. Prince Oliver arched his brow at me, then looked at Lena, his face lined with confusion.

“You know this guy?” he said, pointing his thumb in my direction.

Lena snapped her mouth shut, her eyes narrowing and her shoulders trembling. She was going to bolt.

One, two, three…

She was gone in a flash, running out the open doors to the terrace and disappearing around the corner. I pursed my lips, tilting my head toward Abigail.

“How are you–”

“What the hell are you doing here!” Abigail hissed, her face flushing with all color.

“You know him too?” Prince Oliver was thoroughly confused, looking from me to Abigail as he waited for an explanation.

“I apologize,” I said, smiling at Oliver but not bowing. His rank was below mine, after all. “I’m Alexander Crimson, Alpha King of Egoren.”

“Alpha King?” they said in unison, to which I smiled, arching my brows.

“Did you say Crimson, as in Crimson Creek?” Abigail asked with marked confusion.

“Unrelated; that was merely a coincidence,” I replied, tapping my fingers on the glass of bourbon I was holding.

“I’ve never heard of Egoren–” Oliver began, but I waved my hand in dismissal.

“It’s far south–”

“South?” He crossed his arms over his chest, looking me up and down, his gaze settling on the crest pinned to my chest. “A new pack, then?”

“Very old, actually. Anyway, it’s been a pleasure. Congratulations on your new sister-in-law, Prince Charlie–I mean Oliver. I need to go find my mate.”

Oliver was seething, but I just couldn’t help myself. I’d spent the last hour trying to gain entrance to the ballroom, being stopped by everyone and their mothers it seemed. Before that, I’d spent the last week jetting across the entirety of the f*cking pack lands trying to find the couple that could help… help all of us. I’d been successful, and

Lena was who I was here for now.

I had an incredible amount of explaining to do.

just say your mate?” Abigail asked, her mouth remaining ajar out of

“Didn’t Lena tell you?”

No, you’re not.

the terrace and walked briskly around the corner where I’d seen Lena disappear. I could feel her. The mark on my shoulder was throbbing painfully as I walked the length of the terrace. Being a stone-cold

had no choice but to leave her behind while I sought

title hardly holding weight. Now, he was titleless because he’d stepped down from all of that but remained the most powerful man in the pack lands because of the way he’d spread his family into positions of power that spanned

yet to be seen. His eyes had flashed with understanding the second I spoke

person who could, and she had no idea

ever seen. It was

called out, stepping into the shadow of a thicket of towering

more, breathing deeply in the rich, humid air. It felt nice here. Really

***

*Lena*

face reverberating through my body as I staggered backward. He cussed, bending over as he held his cheek, then turned his head to look at

red in the eerie light of the moon drifting through the palm trees, shrouding

“I deserved that–”

screamed, but in reality, it was only a strangled sob. I reached up to wipe my tears, praying to whoever was listening that

you, obviously,” he said, rubbing his cheek. I’d left my handprint on the

up with me,

from

glared at him, crossing my arms over my chest. He

look beautiful, by the way,” he said, wiping his

looked over his outfit, my eyes lingering on the royal crest on his sash. “Who are you?” I asked, meaning for it to come

he said softly, damn near casually as he adjusted his

are only

realm,” he interrupted, his eyes

my brow. “Realm? I don’t

talk about that right now. It doesn’t matter, not yet.” He took a step toward

will talk about it

“There are other things–”

breathed, fighting back tears as

he didn’t miss it. His face softened, his eyes misting for a moment before he cleared his throat and tucked

He sighed, his face etched with pain for a moment. “You told me your mother was from Lycaon’s line…

you

trying to explain!” he bellowed, then shook his head, mumbling an apology as

died. I rule it now. But, my line… my ancestors passed on powers like your own. It was a curse, though–dark powers,

breath, my mind reeling as his eyes

uncle married someone with the powers of the White Queens, someone from your line, but removed. A distant cousin, perhaps. They were

you trying

to find her. I left to

dropped his gaze to his feet, then staggered back a step, pinching

being wanted to rush

fine,” he replied, but it didn’t sound like he meant it. He didn’t sound

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