Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 152: Bonus Story-The Memories and the Bracelet

*Ciana*

Ever since I came back from the Realm of Light, Theo, along with everyone else, was obsessively protective of me. Even Dottie had given me doctor's orders, requiring me to take it easy. But how could I sit around doing nothing? So I decided on a project that could keep me busy for a while.

A scrapbook of our relationship for the baby.

‘You know, the more I think over our memories, the more I realize that there are so many crazy incidents in our past. I'm not sure if I want to share all that with our child. Any thoughts?"

I glanced at Theo, who had just come out from the shower, getting ready for bed.

‘Why not, I think they're fine, as long as you leave out the way we met," he commented as he walked out from the shower, only wearing his boxers.

‘But we need to have our first meeting. The baby has to know about that,“ I insisted.

'Ciana, I killed seven people in front of you when you first came here," he reminded me.

'Well, seven assassins. I guess we should skip that part. But you know, that wasn't really the first time we met. How about when you stole a kiss with the dreamberry, and the time you locked me in with a bunch of wild animals? And our first intimate time together was in a hallucination when we didn't even know who we were!"

‘Ciana," Theo stood by the bed, stroking his chin. ‘Before I answer those questions, could you tell me whether I did anything wrong?"

I was confused, "Uh?"

‘If not, why am I being expelled from my own bed?" He glared at all my scrapbooking supplies spread out on the mattress as if they were his biggest foes.

There were so many drawings and clippings with memories of my relationship with Theo that I couldn't find another big enough flat surface to display them all.

‘Oh, sorry about that." I quickly gathered my scattered project essentials and made room for the king. This was his bed after all.

‘I didn't feel enough sincerity from your apology.' Theo arched an eyebrow, obviously not satisfied. Then he closed the space between us, hovered over and smiled at me seductively.

His body was emitting immense amounts of heat, mixed with his scent of fresh rain... oh well, there was nothing I could do to stop the fluttering in my stomach.

‘Theo...hey... urn...'

Without warning, his hot lips covered mine, and his tongue took the liberty to sweep every inch inside of my mouth.

Like a switch, my core heated up and I could feel my panties getting warm and moist.

My tongue danced with his and my arm looped around his neck. He split my legs and lifted my hip up, pressing his enlarged desire against me.

I moaned in his mouth. "Um... Theo...Um..."

‘Apology accepted," he smirked mischievously, finally releasing my lips from his dominating kiss.

I took the chance to gulp in some air.

Theo grinned and closed the scrapbook with all my pictures and clippings in it. He set the book aside and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, putting his other hand on my growing stomach.

‘Baby, to answer your earlier question, no matter what, our kid is going to know that we love each other and we love them. The rest doesn't matter."

"You know, sometimes you say exactly

him, kissing me

making them feel tight and heavy. Chills and desires coursed through my body and

leaned down and nibbled my earlobe as he whispered, "And why don't we review that intimate time from the hallucination

***

for a weekend brunch. While I went to meet her, I had my scrapbook tucked under my arm. I'd been carrying it around with me in case I got sudden inspiration or ideas. It

adorable!" Brook ran over

and hugged her back, awkwardly since my belly was big enough to get in the

and flushed, Brook put her hands on

Any symptoms? Is the pregnancy going

find a place to sit first, if you don't

said,

down and I gladly filled my plate with as much food as I could reach. Eating

and down. Fortunately, that is about it right now. I'm fine, though, and the baby is fine. Everything is

a forkful of pancake into her mouth and

right away that something was on her

believe that Sophia is back in the palace. I mean what is she even doing here?” She put her

my throat and snickered. "Oh, well, she wants to be

not remember all those nasty things she said to you when we

the palace as a return favor for helping us. You know, without her, we might not even be here today. Also, she persuaded her pack to financially aid in the restoration and recovery of the country. It was a small

me and shook her head. She seemed quite judgemental about this. I couldn't blame her. Sophia had

if that was the case, how about Prince Warren? Everyone knows what

as quickly as it came on sometimes. I set

one who decided to invite her back,' I told

'Why!?'

had made mistakes before and was given chances to make up for them. Out of everyone else in the palace, he probably empathized with

who feels Warren has sacrificed his romantic life for political reasons?"

include him finding his mate or ever settling

several times from across the table. I could see the wheels turning

you carrying around?"

for the baby. I want my child to grow up with some memories of how Theo and I fell

scrapbook doesn't have to be a play by play. Does it? It should be easy to document how you fell in love. That part

brow and

events that happened. It was about the feelings and how we had found each other, the struggles we went through to keep each

guess it is a little like

You should put a lock of hair from each of you

and smiled. At least, she had some good

on my project. Now that Brook had helped me out, I had all the inspiration I needed to put

the book. So my child could always have a piece

Warren's voice pulled me

are you doing

my way to meet Theo and I saw you sitting in here, alone,' he said.

‘I'm making a scrapbook for my baby. I want them to learn about their parents and how they fell in

sounds great!’ Warren stroked his chin. "Speaking of

‘Warren?"