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."

the thoughts of seeing

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

"But-"

nerve because it is heavy,"

and motioned

you getting weaker and weaker. I was just a kid and I barely understood what was going on. But

face contorted slightly and I understood how painful the memory was for him. He'd

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

are you listening

my Beta's, but I looked through him and saw the young kid curled up in the corner of a dark dungeon. His words

was pretty traumatized, so the memories were buried pretty deep." He took

my grandfather's

believe what I

uncontrollable when you were ten. You fought it and almost killed

my fingers and lifted my hands. They'd been weapons for

physical contact, your power

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

telling me this, Jake. And, still, I'm sorry for your

moved past it. Especially now," Jake managed to

as the new information was, however, it didn't help me with Ciana and her memory loss, or the fact that I might actually hurt her with my

Jake said, like he was reading

the scroll say

started walking again, toward the room where Jake had the scroll tucked away. Only a select few were allowed to work on it, at least until we knew more about what it said and what power it had. Right now, no one else was around, just me

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

demanded, holding my hand out and beckoning Jake

tale about the White Queen and Dark King weren't just legends. Like our Dark King Lycaon, the

connection to the White Queen, or even of the Moon Goddess herself, that could explain her

the descendent of the White Queen like I was of the Dark King? It would be poetic if that were the case. We

curse on Ciana, one

out what the curse was or what would break

to the White Queen, or even the Moon Goddess, is what protects her from

was lifted spontaneously, and when Ciana and I were in the Moonlit Crystal we were the only ones that were able to

how maybe the Moon

it wasn't a joke

I looked at the floor. "Does that mean... you think Ciana

been more likely 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 by the Moon Goddess or

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

think the blessing is wearing off, and that's why I... hurt

mind. I know that isn't what you want to hear, but it is just a theory,"

to know what it was like to touch someone I loved and hold her, to know her intimately and have a sense of every

along to feel that joy only to have it ripped

is possible she is still blessed and the blessing was only weakened by her