Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 554

Chapter 54 : You Have to Marry Him

*Lena*

The ballroom was situated toward the main entrance of the palace, and I found it rather easy to sneak into my room without being seen leaving the party.

The night was young, but I tore away at my gown anyway, struggling to find the zipper under the pale blue tulle that fell over my shoulder and down my back. I was panting by the time I’d stepped out of the dress and taken out the pin holding back my hair. I glanced in the mirror as I pulled on a silky pajama set, noticing my smudged makeup and overall disheveled appearance.

Xander was an Alpha? How could that possibly be? And where the hell was Egoren?

I paced the room, cleaning up the pins I’d shaken from my hair, and hung the dress back in the wardrobe. While my room was far removed from the ballroom, I could still feel the vibrations of music and chatter coming up from the carpeted floor, tingling up my legs as I paced.

But strangely enough, the back of my head began to tingle, like little pops of electricity going off inside my head. I blinked, scratching my temple as static filled my mind, followed my silence.

‘Where are you?’ Xander’s voice came through my mind, clear and edged with frustration.

I blinked again, furrowing my brow as I turned to face my reflection in the vanity.

‘I know you can hear me–’

‘Get out of my head!’ I said over the mind-link, adrenaline coursing through my skin as I looked around the room and then went to the window, standing to the side so no one below could see me.

‘We need to talk about this!’

‘I need to process what you’ve told me, Alpha King,’ I said with a hint of sarcasm.

He was quiet for a moment, then a low chuckle filled the far recesses of my mind. We were able to mind-link because of the mark; I knew that for certain. What I didn’t know was how to block him out. I retreated from the window and sat on the edge of the bed, gripping my knees.

‘Where are you?’ he repeated, but I shook my head, trying to will my mind to close whatever door he’d opened to me.

‘I’m in my room–’

‘And where is that? This place is… huge.’

‘You’re not coming up here–’

‘Second or third floor, then?’

‘Didn’t my uncle kick you out of the party?’ There was silence again, but only for a moment. I could feel the smirk touching his lips from wherever he was.

‘Quite the opposite, actually. I’m rather fond of your mother, and that tall woman… Luna Maeve?’

I paled, glancing out the window once more before I rose from the bed and slipped a robe over my pajamas. It wasn’t cold. It wasn’t ever cold in Avondale, but a chill ran through my body nonetheless.

‘What did you say to them?’

I could tell he meant it. His voice

fair, Xander.’ I walked to the door and flipped off the light, shrouding myself in

recesses of mind,

a knock on my

I threw myself at the door as it opened, but Xander wasn’t the

prevent it from opening, and I would have been successful had I moved just one second

full weight against him, which sent us spilling into the hallway. He yelped in surprise as

on the royal broaches lining his sash as I tried

Lena! What the hell!” He reached up and unclasped the sash, and it dangled from my robe and I

my face twisted in concern as he felt the back of his head and then looked for any traces of blood on his finger. He relaxed then, sighing deeply as he continued to lay on the

blood on the carpet. They just refurbished this

up here?” I asked, reaching down to

straightened his tuxedo, then reached up to undo the tie he was wearing, loosening it from his neck. “Hiding,” he answered, a teasing grin on his face. “Just like you.

his ex-girlfriend’s expense. He stepped past me into my room and flipped

the doorway, searching

me what’s going

of your

be everyone’s business,” he retorted, tilting his

table near the door

has he

who he is,” Oliver

“And?”

to the

I pleaded, which caused Oliver to shift his weight uncomfortably

mine, where Egoren is,

“W-what? As in–”

wiggling his fingers with a smug

“That can’t be right–”

seemed to believe it, as did mine. No one batted an eyelash at it. Will was a little skeptical. He asked him a bunch of questions before Mom told him to go tend to his betrothed,” Oliver sighed, arching his brows as he considered his next words, “but I think

the obvious rift between the two brothers. But I fixated

and he knew

he looked me up and down. “He told me as much after you took off.

“Kind of–”

grave, his eyes flashing with fury as he waited for me to say something like, “Xander forced

little lightheaded as I sank into

“Why? You’re not twenty-one–”

whispered, looking into his eyes. Understanding flashed behind

“Do you love him?”

weight on the stool, crossing

But we ended things.

“You rejected each other?”

the mind-link and the way my mark was still searing

I answered, stealing a glance in his