Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 348

Chapter 7: Prince Theo’s Challenge

“The king?” I repeated.

“Yes, the king! C’mon, let’s hurry.”

| stashed the flower Prince Warren had given me in a pocket in my dress and thought about what Brook was telling me.

The king was summoning all of the girls, and we were meant to make an appearance, and a good impression on him.

However, I was in no position to do that in my current state-not that it really mattered to me. If I had my way, I wouldn’t be interacting with any of them at all, except for maybe Prince Warren. I’d rather they didn’t notice I was there. Or not there, as the case may be.

“I don’t know whether I should go…” I murmured.

“You don’t know?” Brook repeated. “Ciana! It’s the king!”

I thought up some excuses. “But… I have to feed the ani mals. You see, I still needed to feed the tiger, and there were other chores that needed to be done for the animals. If I were to leave now, my work wouldn’t be completed, and this was a task the prince had assigned to me….”

“You do know that it’s important to make a good impres sion on the king whether or not you win Prince Theo’s hand, don’t you? I mean… he’s the king! He can just as easily decide the fate of our packs as the prince.”

“I know, I know. You go ahead,” | told her. “I’ll see what || can do.”

“But Ciana,” she pleaded.

“Brook, you shouldn’t be late on my account. Go! Take care of yourself and your pack, and make sure the king sees how wonderful you are. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

She hesitated, but her eyes flashed between me and the palace, and I understood that she was struggling with the burden of trying to be a good friend while not disobeying the king and missing her opportunity. “Please hurry,” she urged me.

I gave her an encouraging smile. “Of course. Now, go! Don’t be late!”

“All right,” Brook said, and with a sigh, she turned and ran back toward the castle doors.

I couldn’t help but smile after her. She was such a kind hearted person to even come out here to tell me, and I felt very lucky to call her my friend.

But I didn’t intend to go. Knowing Brook, she should be able to navigate the scenario on her own.

Enough girls would doll themselves up and do their best to look beautiful and elegant in front of the king. I had inten tionally put myself in a position where anyone who looked at me would think I was a mess. It was the best way to stay out of the royals’ way and survive these three years so I could go home.

one for entertaining dignitaries anyway.

fluff their curls at His Majesty. I would be out here with those

me an order, and as his

mind made up, I picked up the handle of the bucket holding the tiger’s food and headed back to the “zoo,” certain he’d be starving by now. I would need to give him ex

Once he’d nibbled on a few morsels of raw meat, he was up for some petting, and I spent some extra time with him to make up for

a shed to return the bucket i’d been carrying and see what else needed to be done when I heard a familiar

I said as he grew closer to me. “Now, what are

and I thought | saw a gleam in

grass, and soon enough, he was slither ing across my

other handsome fellow.” I felt a blush creep into my cheeks just thinking about Prince Warren. “To think, here I am sharing my happy news with a snake. Well, of

forked tongue darted from his lips and kissed the skin of my hand. I contin ued to pet him, giggling

and that bracelet, which I had only caught a glimpse of. He seemed to have changed a bit since I’d given it to him. I re called a withdrawn, melancholy boy, but now,

confirm that it’s him, you know?” | asked the python. He looked at me with an expression of understanding in his

that, l’ ve dreamt of my mystery boy for so many years. It’s possible my dreams and my memories have become intertwined and reality is now framed

me smile. Then, he gave me a little nudge, and I got the impression he wanted

glided over the ground but didn’t go far before

and down just a bit, so I took that as a yes. And then, I was off with the python taking this opportuni ty to do a bit

others were with the

*Theo”

women line up before my father. I’d done my

the crowd to catch a glimpse of each of them. He took his time, as if he were admiring a work

he said in that deep voice of his. “What do

sound believable when I said, “They’re just

I realized immediately I’d offend

venture, who knew

scoffed at me. “These are the most beautiful, elegant, well-bred ladies in all of

was argue with him in public, but frustration was beginning to well up inside of me at his in trusion; the

my voice low, I repeated to him the same warning I had made when he’d first

gleam in his eye that told me he disagreed with my assessment. “Theo, I am ordering you to

“Seventy-three.” I corrected him.

now? Seventy-three?” He looked around the room, taking a moment to understand my meaning. Turning back to

do was shake my head. “You shouldn’t be sur prised, Father. After all, I am related to you. Your blood runs through my

find my comment amusing at all, and fury ignit ed within him. “I don’t care if it’s eighty, seventy-three, or a hundred and sixty!

really didn’t want to have this conversation here, but

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