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.

he ground out through gritted teeth,

My jaw loosened as I realized he'd planned that whole setup.

far. I didn't even want to know what was going through Nelson's

didn't care what anyone else thought of him, but his brother was meddling with his love life now, and things could get very sticky and complicated. Maybe I was better off staying at the pack and

bunk together. I'm going to head off to bed and I'm going to

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

heavily hinting that I was ready

motioning for me to follow

to where there was another small room closed off by thick, velvety curtains. It was a cramped room with just one twin sized bed, which hardly fit

on the edge of

head turned toward the curtain door. Being inside a tent, there weren't any real doors or windows anywhere.

about having me bunk

rest," he told me

answer my question. He also refused to look at me. I laid down on the bed

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

the selfless type. When he didn't say anything at all, it was hard to tell what he was thinking or what he wanted

lying on a bed or razor sharp rocks and it wouldn't have mattered. For the first time in days, I actually felt as long as he

my

*Theo

I saw her chest rising and falling evenly. Her eyelids

her look like a boy, I could see her real beauty underneath. I wished she'd wash that crap off. Right now, I was

her legs out on the ground. She looked peaceful but

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

around. Could I really just

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

sleep and

tugged at my lips, but I

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

thin, springy mattress was supporting

shirt. I wasn't balanced and I fell

move, she had her arms and legs locked around me like a boa constrictor. Clearly, she'd been spending too much

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,

and her fingers clung desperately to my shirt. Despite myself, the heavy organ between my legs stiffened and

to be a long, torturous

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

dangerous... I warned myself, but no matter how I tried, my body wouldn't move an