Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 69: The Fake Ciana

*Ciana*

It was late afternoon when I saw that the coast was clear, and I

decided to go ahead and go to my parents' house. I could tell Warren had moved in because the light was on in the Master suite.

I had a feeling that Raymond would insist that Warren take the best room in the house.

I would have to sneak in like a common thief, but once I was in there and with Warren, I should be safe. I didn't think that the servants would be hanging around Warren too much since he could easily just tell them to leave him be.

I could see Warren pacing around the room. Carefully, so as not to fall or draw attention to myself, I made my way to the window of the Master suite. Keeping my balance, I situated my knees on the window sill and knocked on the window.

He jumped a bit when he saw me, and then rushed over to open the window, helping me inside. "Thank the goddess you' re here! I was worried. It seemed to have taken you a while. Did you run into trouble?"

"No. Sorry to make you worry," I said. "I wanted to make sure no one saw me." I straightened my clothing and took a deep breath, happy to have made it in. Now, I felt relatively safe-at least for the moment.

"You have a beautiful home! I'm impressed," Warren praised. He poured me a glass of cool water from a pitcher and handed it over. He was so thoughtful-unlike some people.....

"Thank you. Mom and Dad poured their love into this house. It indeed is a wonderful place." I couldn't help but smile.

"Is this the Luna and Alpha's bedroom?"

"Yes. Why?" I asked him, taking a sip of the drink. The cold water felt good going down my throat. I looked around at the familiar space and instantly missed my parents.

My heart felt heavy as my eyes landed on a picture of the three of us that was sitting on my mother's dresser.

When would they be home?

"I should've asked for another room," Warren said, causing me to give him my full attention.

"No, you're totally fine. Even if my parents were home, they'd put you here. You're the prince. You're not just another visitor."

His cheeks pinked slightly with my compliment. "Still, Ciana, I feel rude."

"It's all good, Warren. I promise."

Just then, we heard voices in the hallway. I lifted a finger to my lips to signal him to be quiet.

Maids. They were passing by in a bit of a rush. I assumed they had decided the whole rest of the house needed a thorough cleaning now that a distinguished guest was staying here.

Miss Ciana has met him yet," one of the women

believe she's still out in the garden," the other said. "She sure does love to tend the flowers. Her mother will be proud to see

out of earshot, I said, "Since she is

new version of me did when

think that's a splendid idea, but we'll have to make sure no

was getting dark, as long as we were careful, it shouldn't be a problem. Otherwise, our entire plan could quickly

He was careful to watch for

It was easy to find a place to hide out

to be me. But I knew that wouldn't work because I had

in front of my mother's prize rose bushes, a pair of shears in hand, trimming away the weeds and some of the

a curve in the stone path and took up a position behind a large blooming tree. It smelled lovely, but I couldn't think about the beauty of the garden or the fact that I was finally home

to concentrate on listening to what the servants who had accompanied her outside were saying.

of them, and I recognized them as people who had worked in my parents' home for a

preferred to be by myself most of the time. But this Ciana must've been different because they were clearly

were talking. About

matured her quite a bit, don't you think?"

I agree. They must've given the girls

surmised. "After all, she seems so

daughter is able to exhibit now," another woman was saying. She had her hands folded in front of her, standing like a statue, all prim

yes," the last of them, an older man said, shaking his head. "It was nearly impossible to keep the dust out of the drapes when Miss

nod of approval. "Fit to marry a prince. It's too bad that

are true, and Prince Warren is here for her hand."

wouldn't meet my

now until it started to irritate me. I didn't

in closely. His warm breath tickled my cheek. "They don't know what they're talking about. Uppity snobs." He made a face, and I

like they were simply trying to impress one another with their knowledge

Ciana announced standing and removing her gardening gloves. "I would like to

of course, my lady," the first woman said, rushing over to take

in our direction. They would walk past the bushes we were hiding behind,

the men gathered up the basket of flowers fake

the stone path in front of her. I ducked down

stones were uneven on the path. Somehow, the servant managed to catch his toe. He pitched forward, and the

and she tried to dodge him but failed. She managed to trip over the back of

"Ahh-!"

being discovered. Why were

further injure herself. Luckily, it was dark, and we were close to a corner, so he probably could pass as if running