Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 105: Lean In A Little Closer

*Theo

"Wow, Prince Theo, I'd always known you're good at fighting, I just never knew you were also so good at sneaking around!" Ciana commented as we dragged the third guard who I just knocked out into an empty room near my father's suite.

"Wait a moment." She uncapped a mini flask and placed it under each of the guards' noses for a few seconds.

"What's that?"

"Strong anesthetic. Dottie gave it to me. This will make sure they get a good sleep for at least four hours. Too bad it doesn' t work on the Dark King's descendants."

It took me quite some effort to peel my gaze off her bright eyes. Now that the hallway was cleared, we quietly moved to the open entrance of my father's suite.

The door was left ajar, I thought my mother did that intentionally, so Ciana and I could peek through the seam.

She was holding a plate with a small cake on it, a smile on her lips. There was a freshly opened bottle of wine on the desk in front of Father and two glasses filled with the deep, red liquid.

"What are you doing here?" my father asked sternly, a sneer on his lips.

"Have you forgotten that it is my birthday today?" she signed.

I clenched my fists. Ciana turned to me, her eyes wide, as if she was asking me whether I knew about this.

I gave her a nod.

"I have not forgotten," my father replied. His sneer turned into a tense smile.

I could see that she was lowering his guard.

"But you've never come to spend your birthday with me," he said, his lips curving down.

"In light of recent events, I've been... I've been thinking about how short life is and how much time I've wasted being selfish and cold," she said. Her tone became somber and she looked down.

Ciana's mouth formed a small "O", and she gave my mother a thumbs-up, despite the fact that she would never know that. And I just kept watching.

"I made this cake for myself and realized I wanted to share it with someone. You are the only one that has been there for me since I came here. I thought that maybe... maybe you'd share this night with me," Nita continued.

He leaned forward. Although he was still suspicious, it was obvious that he was much more relaxed.

He smirked. "I tried very hard to win you over. Nothing worked. How do you know I'm still interested?"

She bit her lower lip and approached him

Setting the cake on the desk, she slid into his lap. She looped one arm around his waist and reached for a glass of wine. She handed it to Sebastian and then picked up the second glass.

Clinking hers against his, she took a sip. "Would you rather I leave?"

Watching my mother lower herself to please my father made me angry. I didn't want to watch her play into his hands, even if it was all an act.

She poured him another glass of wine. It was his third by now. She'd only taken little sips off her own.

When he tipped the glass up for another sip, I saw something fizzing at the bottom.

I realized that she came prepared. She was trying to get him drunk but it looked like she'd also slipped something into his glass, sleeping pills or powder. Something to quicken the process.

My father had his arm around her waist, holding her hips. tightly. She leaned against his chest and he was clearly pleased with how proactive she was.

As much as I didn't like what I was seeing, her plan was working. I had to give her that.

Theo," she said, reaching

grinned. "What did I do

He has never shown so much interest in a woman before. It is good that he finds a mate. We both know how much a young man can benefit from the company of a

clenched

My father chuckled.

men?" he asked, delivering a quick slap to my

her

better go down soon!" I muttered through my gritted teeth.

arm a light and consoling squeeze. I could tell she was just as uncomfortable with the situation as me.

good for him to branch out. And it is very

pleasant change in attitude since the last time we spoke. I can't remember a time when you chose to be this... close," he smirked, stroking his

everyone in the palace away. As years pass by, I question myself why should I let the past dominate my future."

dear." He let out a hearty

like to repair the relationship

you say that for a long

lucky night." She poured yet another glass of

been drinking them voraciously, but he didn't show any signs of the sleeping pills taking effect yet. He didn't even seem to be getting

high tolerance to both but it should have him slouching or starting to be drowsy by now.

too long," I grumbled.

me a comforting smile. I was glad she was with me or I didn't know if I'd make

walked toward my mother, he leaned over and murmured something in

up at him with wide eyes. "Really?"

more children. The royal line is thinning. Theo, our son,

I muttered

woman who comes from a strong

contort, and for a moment, it seemed like she was going to lose her composure and throw Sebastian off of her.

dark

my fists. If that bastard dared to advance on her, I would tear his head

down the hall drew our attention from the bedroom.

heard something," a guard said, and I could hear footsteps from two more following him.

headed straight toward

open. Just a few more

"Shit!" I whispered.

at a closet door across the hall, practically shoved both of us

"Theo wh-"

over Ciana's mouth

the

Ciana nodded.

wasn't much room for us to move around. It had a low ceiling so I had to lean against the wall with my legs bent slightly. This forced

hips inches apart. Her breasts inflated against

her hands on my shoulders, holding herself steady so she wouldn't topple over. I had

to move, so when I removed my arm from her mouth, Ciana gasped. Our

uncomfortably. I had no idea how long we'd have to hide there but I could hear the guards opening every door in the long hallway, looking for some

this before they got to the closet we were hiding in. We had time, but I wouldn't be able to think straight with a doorknob digging into my back. With a deep breath, I shifted my position as best

and bit her lower lip, a small, muffled moan. I could feel the heat

low sigh and bowed her head slightly. Our foreheads met, lips hovering inches apart.

tighten and whatever remained of the aphrodisiac my father had exposed me to flared up in my veins. Gritting

use. I could still feel every inch of her touching me.

I swallowed hard, saliva pooling in my mouth. hungrily. The warmth of her lips was just out of reach. If

my pants, and heat was

breath and her hands clasped

hadn't tried to move or ask me to move. She might have understood how pointless and useless it would be. There was a part of me that wondered

though it was an absolutely torturous situation..

a groan. If I had enough room to move my arm, I would have slipped it around her and pulled her