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.

with me," he ground out through

loosened as I realized he'd planned that whole setup. He really

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

was meddling with his love life now, and things could get very sticky and

going to assume the two

feet and stretched, my back popping. Tallis was still standing there, looking grumpy. He might not have been tired,

hinting that I

forcefully, motioning for me to follow him with

tent 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 in

edge of

looked at Tallis, he was standing there with his hands shoved in his pockets, his head turned toward the curtain door. Being inside a tent, there weren't any real doors or windows anywhere. It was a

that miserable about having me bunk with you, you had other

tired. You should rest," he told me

He also refused to look at me. I laid down on the

too needy or presumptuous, taking his bed. I got up and sat down on the ground. Tallis still didn't say anything, so I curled up and closed my

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 didn't say anything at all, it was hard to tell what he was thinking

have been 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 was here, there wasn't anything I needed to worry

my eyes dropped instantly and

*Theo

until Ciana's breathing evened out. Glancing at her, I saw her chest rising and falling evenly.

look like a boy, I could see her real beauty 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 think I was curious

and rolled onto her back stretching her legs out on the ground. She looked peaceful but I knew she'd have a sore back in the morning from sleeping

side again,

I really just leave her on the ground

her up and brought her over to that tiny, sorry excuse for a bed I'd been sleeping

and curled into me,

smile tugged at my lips, but I

around my shirt as I lowered her onto the bed. She nuzzled her nose against my chest and wouldn't

the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second thought, that horrible mattress was probably less comfortable than

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

legs locked around me like a boa constrictor. Clearly,

from her without waking her. Seeing as I was supposed to

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

to be

me, her arms 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

myself, but no matter how I tried, my body wouldn't move an inch