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

a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted my ankle, propping it

He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the edges so it covered me

that?" he asked, handing me the bottle of water.

unscrewing the cap and taking a quick sip.

I'm sure I'll feel better in no time," I said, offering him

He pulled a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle,

said. "That's

it, or maybe heat?" I asked, taking

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

sounds good," I said,

for you?" he asked as

so sweet and tender, I almost felt sorry for what I 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 pack

been polite and decent

Thank you and... I'm

his head at me. "What are you

said that. Now, I

I'm sorry for causing trouble and ruining your party,"

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

fin- gers curled around mine. I

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

making a scene," I muttered, stopping myself before

stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright orbs were full

me if I'm crazy for asking this but... Is it possi- ble that you have feelings

slightly, and I swallowed quickly, com-

I reminded him, smiling lightly to try and change the seriousness

real, romantic feelings for me?" he asked, tightening his

would be harder for me to

not the time for me to try and spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to

"Um... that's a good

I shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like I was pretending to

it. If you're gentler

given him a chal- lenge.

door interrupted our banter and a maid

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

on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer didn't want Luther and me to be alone,

wait. I'm helping a wounded friend," Luther

probably ordered not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed we

you should get back to the party. I'm sure there are a

I was for his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the party and far away from me.