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?"

accident." I told the truth.

a couch. He grabbed a pillow and

a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over

is that?" he asked, handing

and taking

is just what I needed. I'm sure I'll feel better

his eyes lighting up. He pulled a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle, looking

doesn't seem to be swelling," he said. "That's good. Hopefully, it is

it, or maybe heat?" I

eyes to me and chuckled. "Why don't you just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or get worse, I'll

good,"

can get for you?" he asked as

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

Luther had been polite and

I'm all set. Thank

cocked his head at

have said that. Now, I was making him. suspicious.

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

with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile

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

worry, I'll make sure she leaves you

apologize for making a scene," I muttered,

stuck on me like glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted

asking this but... Is it possi-

jaw slackened slightly, and I swallowed quickly, com- posing myself.

enemies," I reminded him, smiling lightly to

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

harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the wrong idea, he might try to follow through on something right here, right now.

advance. I had to choose my words carefully so

smiled, "Um... that's

my eyes to the ceiling,

think about it. If you're gentler with

smirked and nodded, like I'd just given him a chal- lenge. "Well, I'll just see what I

on the door interrupted our banter and a maid came in. She looked

Luther. There are guests at the party wondering where you are," she said, keeping

poor 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

friend," Luther argued, waving

stood her ground, probably ordered not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer

I'm sure there are a lot of

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