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 truth. Sort

carried me out of the banquet hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted

of water and a blanket. Gently, he

he asked, handing

nodded, unscrewing the cap and

better in no

lighting up. He pulled a chair up next to me and removed the

seem to be swelling," he said. "That's good. Hopefully, it is a minor injury."

or maybe heat?" I asked,

you just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or get worse,

good," I said,

get for you?" he asked

do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did

been polite and

set. Thank you and... I'm sorry."

his head at me. "What are you sorry for?"

said that. Now, I

causing trouble and ruining

as you," he said with a shrug. He

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

isn't your fault, Ciana. Jennifer can be... passionate at times. Don't worry, I'll make sure she leaves you alone in the

scene," I muttered, stopping myself before I said something

me like glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright orbs were full of

but... Is it possi-

I swallowed quickly,

don't have to be enemies," I reminded him, smiling lightly to try and change the seriousness of

you have real, romantic feelings for me?" he

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

an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn't

that's a

eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like I was

about it. If you're gentler with me than Prince Theo,

lenge. "Well, I'll just see what I

our banter and a maid came in. She looked at her feet while she

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

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,

wounded friend," Luther

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

should get back to the party. I'm sure there are a lot of people you haven't talked to yet," I

I was for his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at