Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

"I didn't push her that hard! Luther, she's faking it, she set me up," Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

"But you did push her, didn't you?" Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

"I... well... yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her," Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She'd even look a little wacky. I'd remain innocent.

"Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn't mean to hurt her," Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

"I don't have to believe you," Luther muttered. "Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying."

"But I..."

"That's enough. I will deal with you later," Luther said. He took a knee beside me. "Ciana, are you okay?"

"I... my ankle is twisted pretty bad," I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn't been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

"Let me see," Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

"I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?" I asked, biting my lip innocently.

"Yes, of course."

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

"Luther, I'm sorry," Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

"You've done enough. Don't worry, I'll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled," Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, "Luther, Jennifer isn't a bad person. She just cares about you a lot." Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn't want her to really get punished because of me.

"You're still speaking for her after what she's done to you?"

somewhat an accident." I told the

on a couch.

back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the edges

that?" he asked, handing me

the cap and taking a

I'll feel better in no time," I said, offering him a sweet

to me and

be swelling," he said. "That's good. Hopefully, it

or maybe heat?" I asked, taking an- other sip

don't you just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or get worse, I'll get you some ice."

good," I said,

I can get for you?" he asked

was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry for what the king did to his

arrival, Luther had been polite

think I'm all set. Thank you

he cocked his head at me. "What

I shouldn't have said that. Now,

well, I'm sorry for causing trouble and

is getting boring. It isn't as interesting as you," he said with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile

said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine. I tried to pull my

Don't worry, I'll make sure she leaves

I muttered,

he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to

this but... Is it possi- ble that you have feelings for me?"

jaw slackened slightly, and I swallowed quickly, com-

you, we don't have to be enemies," I reminded him, smiling

mean and you know it. Do you have real, romantic feelings for me?" he asked, tightening his

sighed and thought carefully about how to answer. If I shut him down, he'd put up his emotional walls again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the wrong idea, he might try to follow through on something right

to choose my words carefully so Luther

I smiled, "Um... that's

waited for me to continue. I shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like I was pretending to think about the

have to think about it. If you're gentler with me than

smirked and nodded, like I'd just given him a chal- lenge.

maid came in. She looked at her

are guests at the party wondering where you are," she said, keeping her eyes

girl wasn't a very good liar. I recognized her as one of Jennifer's maids. She'd probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer didn't want Luther and me to be alone, so she was using her

I'm helping a wounded friend," Luther argued, waving

probably ordered not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn't do any- thing with a maid in the room.,

sure there are a lot of people you haven't talked

assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the party and