Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 63: A Final Plea

*Ciana*

I didn’t have a response for Theo when he said I must want to marry Warren. His cold words had taken their toll on me, and I was done.

“You know what, Your Highness? It’s been a long day and you‘ re right, I should go.”

With that, I turned around and walked away from the three of them, even though Warren shouted my name for me to come back.

I was done playing this game with Theo. He continued to baffle and confuse me at every turn, and I just couldn’t take

much more.

I walked back to my room and my initial plan was to start packing–I needed to go check on the situation in my own pack anyway, but I found myself sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking about Theo.

A sharp knock on the door got my attention. It wouldn’t be Brook, because even her knock was gentle. I walked over and flung it open, not really wanting to put up with anyone else at the moment.

I was a little surprised to see Sophia standing there, but only because she had knocked. It seemed to be more like her to just barge in. “What do you want?” I asked her.

However, if I hadn’t heard it with my own ears, I would never have imagined those words were from her mouth in my wildest dreams.

“You should give Prince Theo another chance,” she blurted out. “I think he likes you.”

With my eyes bulging, all I could do was raise an eyebrow and stare at her for a second before a sarcastic laugh bubbled up and out of my lips.

“Why do you say that? Didn’t you just overhear what he said to me in the garden?” She was right there with us!

“Yes, I was there,” she admitted. I went back to my bed and pulled out my suitcase.

Sophia bringing up the situation from her perspective only made me feel more inclined to pack and leave. After all, Theo certainly wasn’t interested in me. He’d made himself clear more than once, and I was sick and tired of being his punching bag.

Sophia followed me into the room and stood at the foot of my bed while I threw my clothes into my bags.

“Listen, Ciana, it’s not what you think it is,” she said.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean… the only time he ever wants me around is when you‘ re there. He summons me whenever he knows you’re going to see the two of us together, and then he pretends like he might be interested in me. But the moment you’re gone, he discards me without a care in the world.”

I stared at Sophia for a long moment, not sure what to make of her statement. It didn’t seem to me like it could possibly be the truth. After all, this wasn’t the first time Theo chose her over me as his attendant anyway.

me jealous, but that didn’t make any sense to

clothes into my luggage, not knowing how to respond to her absurd comments.

Sophia? And

get him to admit he has feelings for you,

want me to do that?” I already knew the answer to my own question, of course, but I had to ask anyway. I wanted to hear

to tell me the truth and answered my question with

is wasting his time on you if you already like Prince Theo, isn’t he? Why would you want to torture a good man

“Sophia, tell me the

here to go back to my own pack. After all, it’s not

shook her head.

she said. “Prince Theo is… cold. He’s aloof. I can’t get him to open up to me no matter how hard I try. But

let his walls down for anyone, whereas Warren was an open book. He was always willing to open up

one another.

why does it matter to

want Prince Warren to give up

Sophia, the girl who has everything, who barks orders at us right and left… you’re interested in the gentle and mild

about to get a taste of the

in the eye. “Yes, I

thought Sophia was the type to go after power, yet, here she was, admitting

she

other men I’ve ever been interested in, that’s true. But

Warren for years, from the time I only knew

I’d gotten to know him, however, he wasn’t quite the man I’d thought he was

he was sweet and kind hearted. He was thoughtful, patient, and caring. I couldn’t think of anything

he didn’t ignite a spark of intrigue in me. I started to think that there must be something wrong with me.

with me on this, Ciana, then we’ll both get what we want.”

normal conversation

sarcastically, but I couldn’t help but smile at her at the end of the sentence. She hung her head a little

she was too proud to ask for help. In

orders, and someone would just get it done for her. Anyhow, I’d stopped packing. Maybe I shouldn’t do any more

tossing my stuff into my suitcases and get out of here, cut my losses, and go back home where it was quite clear my pack needed my

over her head, “are you interested in Prince

have to worry about that.” I saw the breath of relief she released

room.

say about Theo is true or not, but I can promise you that I am

asks you to stay here and be his

my head again. “No, I won’t stay