Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 75: A Long Torturous Night

"Well, the contortionist is safe but we have another problem,” Nelson said, coming back into his office.

I stopped glaring at Tallis and turned my attention back to Nelson. He stood beside his desk, tapping his finger on a stack of papers.

"What's wrong?" Tallis demanded gruffly.

"There's been a landslide, not too far from here. Only about a mile away," he said somberly.

“A landslide? Is anyone hurt?” I asked, perking up.

"It happened late at night when no one was around. It does cover the road we were going to take to our next location, but no one was injured," Nelson assured with a nod.

I sighed and relaxed into the chair. The landslide must have been on my pack territory. They weren't common, but I remembered one from my childhood that hurt a lot of people.

I was relieved to learn that it hadn't caused a lot of casualties this time.

"The road isn't a well traveled road, but It will be a while before they clear it, so we will be stuck here until it is cleared," he explained, "Anyway, we aren't planning to leave until the ceremony ends. So hopefully by then, the roads are cleared."

Tallis nodded in understanding. I couldn't tell whether he was upset about the news or not. For some reason, I was a bit happy.

"Now, because space is tight, your little friend is going to have to bunk with you, Tallis," Nelson said, winking at me again and swiftly changing the subject.

"What? No. That is unacceptable," Tallis argued, shaking his head. His brow creased deeply.

"You know how it is. The two of us are the only ones with actual rooms. The rest of the performers share a tent out on the lawn," Nelson said, arching an eyebrow at Tallis.

He grumbled and shook his head. Clearly he didn't like that idea either.

"If that doesn't appeal to you either, he can always stay with me," Nelson suggested, smirking at his brother.

Tallis snorted and glared at the floor..

It was a bit odd to have Nelson refer to me as 'he.' I needed to get used to it now that I was in disguise. Normally, when I was in disguise, I tried to avoid interacting with anyone. It had been to prevent people from recognizing me, not for me to role play long-term.

"Those are all our options," Nelson shrugged.

out through gritted teeth, his jaw

again and winked at me. My jaw loosened as I realized he'd planned that whole setup. He really wanted me to spend the night

didn't even

life now, and things could get very sticky and

head off to bed and I'm going to assume the two of you will do the same," Nelson said. He gave us

Tallis was still standing there, looking grumpy. He might not have been tired, but I was

that I was ready to go

said forcefully, motioning for me to follow him

curtains. It was a cramped room with just one twin sized bed, which hardly fit

on the edge of the bed. I yawned again and rubbed

was standing there with his hands shoved in his pockets, his head turned toward the

me bunk with you, you

tired. You should rest," he told me

also refused to look at me. I laid down on the bed and looked

I got up and sat down on the ground. Tallis still didn't say anything, so I curled up

was probably too much to expect him to be a gentleman and actually offer the bed to me. He didn't seem like the selfless type. When he

days, I actually felt as long as he was here, there wasn't anything I needed

relaxed, my eyes dropped instantly and

*Theo

kept my eyes averted until Ciana's breathing evened out. Glancing at her, I saw her chest rising and falling evenly. Her eyelids rippled as underneath, her eyes shifted back and

underneath. I wished she'd wash that crap off. Right now, I was Tallis, I wasn't Theo. I couldn't ask her why she was disguised as a boy or anything else that would make

her sleep, Ciana sighed and rolled onto her back stretching her legs out on the ground. She looked

through the tent and she shuddered. Turning on her side again, Ciana hugged her knees to

cheek and glanced around. Could I really just leave her

sighed, stepped forward, scooped her up and brought her over to that tiny, sorry excuse for

sleep and

lips, but I fought it

my shirt as I lowered her onto the bed. She nuzzled

once I was sure the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second thought, that horrible mattress

on my shirt. I wasn't balanced and I fell on top of

could move, she had her arms and legs locked around me like a boa constrictor. Clearly,

swallowed my irritated groan, realizing there was no way I could get away from her without waking her. Seeing as I was supposed to be a stranger, if she woke up and found us like this, she might freak

warmth of her body pressed against me and her fingers clung desperately to my shirt. Despite myself, the heavy organ

was going to

and legs clenching around me as she dreamt. My pants tightened and my desire ached for release. It should have been driving me crazy but I found I was addicted to being close to her, if

how I tried, my body wouldn't move an inch