Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 140: You’re Not Uncontrollable

*Theo*

Every time I tried to get close to Ciana, she pushed me away or avoided me completely. Since she yelled at me in the garden, it was harder to get close to her. I'd been keeping a close eye on her because I needed to know she was safe but she was making it difficult.

While standing nearby in the garden, I signed off on a new budget plan with Simon while Ciana was smelling flowers and talking to Brook. I knew better than to interrupt a girl's afternoon.

I glanced over at Ciana and saw her describing something with big arm movements. A smile tugged at my lips.

I thought back to the beginning of our relationship when we first met. She'd worked hard to avoid me then, but fate kept throwing us together, like with Perceval and the Dreamberry.

If we were really destined to be together, fate would do its job again and bring us back together.

I was too impatient for fate!

Sighing, I handed the signed documents back to Simon and sent him on his way. I took a few steps toward Ciana and Brook but was interrupted again.

"Alpha, I have a report on the scroll translation," Jake said, coming up to me from another direction. "I think you'll want to see what we've come up with."

I looked back at Ciana and Brook. They were giggling together and having a good time. I knew my guards would keep a close eye on them.

"Alright."

As we walked through the palace, Jake caught me up on some of the new information.

"We haven't come across any information about how to control your power, but the scroll does say your power is only activated through physical contact," he explained.

"Hmm." I acknowledged. That made sense. The first time I thought I'd killed Maggie, I never even touched her. I hadn't felt her life force, either. She'd been able to trick me because I was so out of control, I thought I'd just hadn't noticed what I was doing.

"That explains why Maggie only faked her death. What about you and Ciana at the pavilion? The two of you fainted. Why was that?"

"At the time, we assumed it was because of your power. With this new information, the Moonlit Crystal was also there. We don't know everything it can do, only Luther understood its true power. It could have easily been the cause of us fainting," Jake theorized.

"Hmm..." I pondered for a moment and thought of something that was far far away in my memory. Something that haunted me till this day. "There was still one more time that doesn’t make sense."

I stopped walking and turned toward Jake. He met my gaze and I knew that both of our minds wandered to the same incident.

"Jake, be honest. Have you ever resented me for making you my Beta?" I asked in a heavy tone, looking at my most loyal friend and subordinate.

"Alpha, if it weren't for you. I'd be dead." Jake shook his head and chuckled dryly.

"I killed two of your people. You don't hold that against me?"

It was a topic we both tried our best to avoid for years.

No one knew Jake was one of the innocent prisoners who shared the same cell with me when I was ten, along with twenty of his other pack mates. He was one of the kids.

Jake looked back at me a little longer this time. "With everything that has been happening lately, I've had a lot of time to think about things and,” he said, slowing down his usual speaking speed, "some memories from back then have started to come back to me."

man." It must be hard to harbor the thoughts of seeing his friends and family

while, but the timing was never right." He let out a breath, a hint of pain flickered in his eyes, but he kept his usual, calm tone. "That year, back when you were ten and Sebastian threw you in jail with us. Well, I remember how you would rather starve to death than to kill any of us.

"But-"

nerve because

motioned for him to

of us, too. We were watching you getting weaker and weaker. I was just a kid and I barely understood what was going on. But my grandfather and another elder decided you were our only

how painful the memory was for him. He'd lost family that

and another elder decided to hold your

eyes popped open wide and I stared at Jake. What was he saying? I couldn't remember the details. I’d been starving and half out of my mind. I looked at my hands and just couldn't believe what

are you listening to

saw the young kid curled up in the corner of a dark dungeon. His words continued to flow into my

only seven and I was pretty traumatized, so the memories were buried pretty deep." He took a deep

us. It was my grandfather's choice to help save the rest of

believe what

isn't as uncontrollable as you think. It wasn't uncontrollable when

hands. They'd been weapons for so long that sometimes I forgot they

you can avoid physical contact, your power won't activate," Jake

had more control over my power than I thought, even if I didn' t know how to

this, Jake. And,

been years. I've moved past it. Especially now,"

good as the new information was, however, it didn't help me with Ciana and her memory loss, or the

it doesn't help with Ciana," Jake said, like he was reading my

scroll say

to work on it, at

Jake said. "Now, keep in mind, we don't know if any of them are true

hand out

weren't just legends. Like our Dark King Lycaon, the White Queen also exists somewhere, and

the White Queen, or even of the Moon Goddess herself, that

was saying. Could Ciana be the descendent of the White Queen like I was of the Dark King? It would be poetic if that were

on Ciana, one that she was able to wake up from on her own," Jake reminded

been a mystery at the time. Dottie hadn't even been able to figure out what the curse was or what would break

that Ciana's connection to the White Queen,

spontaneously, and when Ciana and I were in the Moonlit Crystal we were the only ones that were able to recover our real

about how maybe the

a joke

I looked at the floor. "Does that mean... you think Ciana is also descended from

that she was a descendant if she hadn't been affected by you when she was weak. We think now that it is more likely she was blessed

down and glanced over my shoulder at him. His head was bowed as

wearing off, and

you want

touch someone I loved and hold her, to know her intimately and have a sense of every inch of her body curved into my soul, just for me to

to feel that

is still blessed and the blessing was only weakened