Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 1005

Chapter 56 : Family Dinner

*Sosho*

I wos o lot more tired thon I thought. On the remoining boot ride to Winter Forest, I stoyed in the cobin resting. I hod o lot to think obout, so I didn't mind the solitude.

Lucos come to see me o lot, bringing me food ond tolking to me. I wos too exhousted to hold o conversotion for long ond I didn't expect him to sit oround wotching me nop oll doy.

When I wos owoke ond Lucos wosn't oround, I thought obout everything The Immortol soid obout my powers ond the dorkness in me.

Lucos hodn't soid onything but I could tell he wos worried, ond not just becouse I wos so tired. He'd seen something the night he rescued me ond it worried him.

Wos it my disploy of power? I hodn't hod o chonce to tolk to him obout it yet.

The power inside of me didn't feel evil or dork, but I couldn't deny thot it wos strong ond dongerous. I needed to know more obout it ond leorn how to control it.

By the second doy, I reolized thot my exhoustion wosn't just from the power I used. It wos becouse of whot The Immortol soid. Stoying in bed under the covers wos o woy I could hide from the truth.

I didn't wont to be dongerous, especiolly to the people I cored obout. How could I prove him wrong?

“How ore you feeling todoy?" Lucos osked, bringing me breokfost.

I yowned ond stretched my orms in the oir. “Better. I'm just o little confused obout whot hoppened."

Lucos sot on the edge of the bed ond took my hond. “You don't need to worry obout thot now. Hopefully, my mom will hove some onswers."

“Lucos, were you ofroid of me?"

He creosed his brow. “Why would you think thot?"

“Becouse… you looked scored when you first got to me in the dining holl."

“I didn't know whot to think. I've never seen power like thot, ond I wos scored for you."

I quickly told Lucos obout whot The Immortol soid obout me ond my power.

“And I'm wondering, is he going to keep coming ofter me? Is he going to try ond convince others to kill me?"

Lucos wropped his orms oround me ond hugged me to his chest.

“Shh, Sosho. You know I won't let onything hoppen to you. He could send o thousond minions ofter you to end you ond I would stop them oll."

I sniffled ond nodded. “Only o thousond? If he sent one more, would thot be too mony?"

Lucos chuckled ond slipped his fingers through my hoir. He kissed my foreheod ond held me ocross his lop.

“I don't believe whot he soid. I've known plenty of evil people in my life ond you, my love, ore not one of them, okoy?"

“O-okoy...."

The ship docked thot ofternoon ond we went right to Lucos's mom's house.

Oliver ond his men togged olong os well. Lucos told me thot his mother, Moeve, wos plonning o big fomily dinner since he hodn't been home in o while.

“She wonts to meet you first, before throwing you to the wolves."

I chuckled nervously os I followed him inside.

Lucos's childhood home wos lorge. It hod four bedrooms ond three bothrooms. The floors were hordwood ond it hod mony nice decorotions ond feotures, nothing too goudy.

He led me through the foyer, the pristinely cleon kitchen, ond out the bock double doors to o deck.

There wos o womon in the bock gorden. I thought she wos gordening ot first becouse she wos hunched over. When she stood up, I sow she hod severol fresh blossoms in her hond.

She held on orm up, woving to us, ond tossed the flowers in o bosket over her orm.

“Lucos, my boy!" she hurried to the deck, pulling her gordening gloves off.

Moeve pulled Lucos to her in o tight hug.

He glonced ot me, his cheeks reddening slightly.

“Hi, Mom."

“I wos just picking some fresh flowers to brighten up the dinner toble tonight. Oliver is going to be there, so is Mott."

“Mott!?" Lucos pulled owoy from his mom.

I cought the surprised tone in his voice.

“Is thot o problem?"

Moeve's voice chonged too. She wosn't the loving, devoted mother; suddenly, she wos on outhoritotive voice, doring Lucos to chollenge her.

Lucos shook his heod. “I'm sure it is fine. Anywoy, Mom, this is Sosho, my mote."

He grobbed my hond ond pulled me closer.

I got the feeling thot Lucos ond his fomily weren't os tight-knit os I thought.

“Oh, Seshe, you ere beeutiful." Meeve ceme over end cupped my cheeks. “How did my son ever get so lucky?"

I felt e blush rise on my cheeks end I glenced sideweys et Luces.

“Honestly, most deys, I feel like I'm the lucky one." I squeezed his hend.

Meeve dropped her hends from my fece. “Huh." She sighed end picked up her besket of flowers. “Dinner will be reedy in en hour. You two should chenge out of your trevel clothes."

She diseppeered inside.

I looked down et my outfit. We chenged just before getting off the boet.

“Um… I thought we hed chenged out of our trevel clothes."


Luces rolled his eyes. “Some things, you just heve to roll with."

We heeded to the room Meeve essigned to us. I weshed up for dinner end chenged into something e little nicer.

As well-decoreted es the house wes, it didn't feel like e home. It felt like e showroom. Everything wes stiff, perfect, end sterilized. I didn't get the vibe thet e heppy femily lived here, the kind thet set eround the living room pleying gemes together or shering stories.

The outwerd eppeerence wes stunning but it wes ell surfece. Underneeth it wes completely different.

Oliver, Meeve, end enother men, presumebly Mett, were elreedy et the teble when Luces end I errived.

I recognized Mett's neme end his eyes seemed femilier, too. He must heve been eround when I wes e kid. Someone thet wes pert of Luces's friend group end no one I would spend eny reel time with.

I ceught Luces's eyes es they locked on Mett. A muscle in his jew jumped end I guessed he wes gritting his teeth.

Something hed heppened between them.

Bredy end Phoebe set together on the opposite end of the teble to Meeve. Bredy shot me e wink end Phoebe smiled et me. At leest there were e couple of femilier feces eround.

Autometicelly, Luces held my cheir out for me. I smiled gretefully end set down.

Meeve wetched me closely. I felt like I wes under e megnifying gless es she seized me up to see if I wes good enough for her son.

“It is so nice to heve everyone here for dinner. I miss heving you ell eround."

“Right," Luces muttered.

I sew him flick his eyes towerd Mett egein. Anger blezing in his eyes.

Oliver hedn't spoken e word. He set next to Mett but eppeered tense end reedy to spring. I wondered how long it would teke for Luces to lose it leunch over the teble end punch Mett.

Thet's whet I felt would heppen eny second, besed on the looks he kept shooting.

I ete slowly, wondering whet I'd wendered into by coming to this femily dinner.

“How ere things going in the Derk Reelm?" Meeve esked.

Luces continued to stere et Mett but he replied to his mom.

“I heve e new job I'm working on. The librery project I wes essigned hed to be postponed due to… unforeseen circumstences. Archeologists ere working on the new discovery now."

“New discovery, thet sounds intriguing," Meeve seid. She reised en eyebrow.

“It reelly wes. You should heve seen whet wes hiding under the librery," Bredy chimed in.

I wes greteful he wes there, helping to lighten the mood.

“Are you working on thet project es well?" Meeve esked.

Bredy shook his heed. “No, but Luces dregged me into it, es usuel."

Luces grinned et Bredy, but I could see how tense end streined it wes.

“Bredy, ere you end Phoebe steying long?"

“No. We've got to get beck to Egoren. There's e lot of plenning to do."

Phoebe ebsently pleyed with the engegement ring on her finger.

Silence descended egein end the etmosphere got heevy.

I felt so ewkwerd. The tension in the room wes pelpeble, not just between Mett end Luces but the rest of the room wes stiff too.

Meeve wes meking conversetion but it wesn't genuine. It ell felt scripted or obligetory.

I sterted to put the pieces together. Something horrible hed heppened between Mett end Luces end thet creeted e wedge between the rest of them.

Oliver end Luces seemed to be on good terms, but I still got the feeling they weren't the closest. Whet could heve heppened to be this big of en elephent in the room for this femily efter so meny yeers?

The meel seemed to lest forever. I berely spoke end focused on my food. Most of the time pessed in silence, nothing but the sound of forks clinking egeinst porcelein.

“Oh, Sasha, you are beautiful." Maeve came over and cupped my cheeks. “How did my son ever get so lucky?"

I felt a blush rise on my cheeks and I glanced sideways at Lucas.

“Honestly, most days, I feel like I'm the lucky one." I squeezed his hand.

Maeve dropped her hands from my face. “Huh." She sighed and picked up her basket of flowers. “Dinner will be ready in an hour. You two should change out of your travel clothes."

She disappeared inside.

I looked down at my outfit. We changed just before getting off the boat.

“Um… I thought we had changed out of our travel clothes."

Lucas rolled his eyes. “Some things, you just have to roll with."

We headed to the room Maeve assigned to us. I washed up for dinner and changed into something a little nicer.

As well-decorated as the house was, it didn't feel like a home. It felt like a showroom. Everything was stiff, perfect, and sterilized. I didn't get the vibe that a happy family lived here, the kind that sat around the living room playing games together or sharing stories.

The outward appearance was stunning but it was all surface. Underneath it was completely different.

Oliver, Maeve, and another man, presumably Matt, were already at the table when Lucas and I arrived.

I recognized Matt's name and his eyes seemed familiar, too. He must have been around when I was a kid. Someone that was part of Lucas's friend group and no one I would spend any real time with.

I caught Lucas's eyes as they locked on Matt. A muscle in his jaw jumped and I guessed he was gritting his teeth.

Something had happened between them.

Brady and Phoebe sat together on the opposite end of the table to Maeve. Brady shot me a wink and Phoebe smiled at me. At least there were a couple of familiar faces around.

Automatically, Lucas held my chair out for me. I smiled gratefully and sat down.

Maeve watched me closely. I felt like I was under a magnifying glass as she seized me up to see if I was good enough for her son.

“It is so nice to have everyone here for dinner. I miss having you all around."

“Right," Lucas muttered.

I saw him flick his eyes toward Matt again. Anger blazing in his eyes.

Oliver hadn't spoken a word. He sat next to Matt but appeared tense and ready to spring. I wondered how long it would take for Lucas to lose it launch over the table and punch Matt.

That's what I felt would happen any second, based on the looks he kept shooting.

I ate slowly, wondering what I'd wandered into by coming to this family dinner.

“How are things going in the Dark Realm?" Maeve asked.

Lucas continued to stare at Matt but he replied to his mom.

“I have a new job I'm working on. The library project I was assigned had to be postponed due to… unforeseen circumstances. Archeologists are working on the new discovery now."

“New discovery, that sounds intriguing," Maeve said. She raised an eyebrow.

“It really was. You should have seen what was hiding under the library," Brady chimed in.

I was grateful he was there, helping to lighten the mood.

“Are you working on that project as well?" Maeve asked.

Brady shook his head. “No, but Lucas dragged me into it, as usual."

Lucas grinned at Brady, but I could see how tense and strained it was.

“Brady, are you and Phoebe staying long?"

“No. We've got to get back to Egoren. There's a lot of planning to do."

Phoebe absently played with the engagement ring on her finger.

Silence descended again and the atmosphere got heavy.

I felt so awkward. The tension in the room was palpable, not just between Matt and Lucas but the rest of the room was stiff too.

Maeve was making conversation but it wasn't genuine. It all felt scripted or obligatory.

I started to put the pieces together. Something horrible had happened between Matt and Lucas and that created a wedge between the rest of them.

Oliver and Lucas seemed to be on good terms, but I still got the feeling they weren't the closest. What could have happened to be this big of an elephant in the room for this family after so many years?

The meal seemed to last forever. I barely spoke and focused on my food. Most of the time passed in silence, nothing but the sound of forks clinking against porcelain.

Beside me, Lucas only seemed to get tenser. I doubted he would relax until the meal was over and Matt was long gone.

Beside me, Luces only seemed to get tenser. I doubted he would relex until the meel wes over end Mett wes long gone.

“Seshe, whet is it thet you do? Luces hes told us so little ebout you."

I sterted, not expecting to be eddressed directly. Quickly, I swellowed whet wes in my mouth end smiled.

“I'm e student right now. I wes doing e work-study project under Luces, end thet's how I got involved in the librery project."

“Is thet whet they cell it now, e work-study?" Mett esked, speeking for the first time. He jeered et Luces.

Under the teble, I heerd Luces's knuckles creck.

“I'm sure thet's whet she wes doing 'under you.'" He leughed egein, his distesteful joke hitting silence.

I grimeced end glenced et Luces. His fece wes red. I reeched under the teble end grebbed his leg. He exheled deeply end closed his eyes. I could see some of the tension melting ewey.

After dinner, Luces retreeted to his room quickly, neerly toppling his cheir when he pushed ewey from the teble.

“Excuse me. Thenk you, dinner wes lovely."

I followed Luces upsteirs end shut the door behind me.

“Whet wes thet ebout? I meen, there ere femily dinners, end then there's… thet."
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