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.

you did for Theo," she said, reaching over and running a

"What did I do for Theo?"

It is good that he finds a mate. We both know how much a

and clenched my fists.

My father chuckled.

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

fury flashed across her

go down soon!" I muttered through my gritted

and consoling squeeze. I could tell she was just as uncomfortable with the situation

out. And it is very admirable that you stepped up to help him.

the last time we spoke. I can't remember a time when you

lately, and it is my own fault. I pushed everyone in the palace away. As years pass by, I question myself why should I let the past dominate my

so right, my dear." He let out a

the relationship between

that for a long time," he reached out and

lucky night." She poured yet another glass of wine for him.

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

should have him slouching

taking too long," I grumbled.

with me or I didn't know if I'd make it through without bursting in there and

and walked toward my mother, he

up at him with

sick and Maggie... gone, I've been thinking I need to have more children. The royal line is thinning. Theo, our son, is the

muttered under my breath.

who comes from a strong bloodline, one who I know will give me strong children," he said. He leaned in and

for a moment, it seemed like she was going to lose her

into him, a dark flicker of

fists. If that bastard dared to advance

our attention from

and I could hear

were headed straight

were standing right out in the open. Just a few more steps

"Shit!" I whispered.

hall, practically shoved both of us inside, and locked

"Theo wh-"

forearm over Ciana's mouth and widened my

guards in the hall," I

Ciana nodded.

had a low ceiling so I

me, she was pretty much sitting on my leg, our hips inches apart. Her breasts inflated against my chest with each inhale, and since

steady so she wouldn't topple over. I had my free arm wrapped around

move, so when I removed my arm from her mouth, Ciana gasped. Our eyes met in the darkness. Her

how long we'd have to hide there but I could hear the guards opening every door in

out of 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

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

bowed her head slightly. Our foreheads met, lips

up in my veins. Gritting my teeth, I held my breath so I didn't have

use. I could still feel every inch of her touching

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

jumped in my pants, and heat was

a sharp breath and her hands

she 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 if she was feeling the desire

even though it was an absolutely torturous

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