Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 500

Chapter 2: Is the King of Campus Defending Me?

*Lena*

Slate was sputtering, spitting on the ground, and acting overall exceedingly dramatic as he gripped his throat. His hands had caused more redness than Xander's had, I noticed, as I watched Slate act as though Xander had come close to killing him instead of physically forcing him to let me go.

Xander continued to stand behind me, watching Slate with interest. He glanced down at me, giving me a tight, crooked smile before turning his attention back to Slate.

"You done? Or do you need a few more minutes to collect yourself?" Xander asked.

Slate glared at us both, his eyes narrowing into slits as he finally straightened up. 'Who the hell do you think you are? I'm a professor-'

"A professor who just had his hands on a female student," Xander retorted, shrugging his shoulders. "And you said she's your girlfriend, right? I expect the administration would look down on that, if they were to find out."

Slate balked, then licked his lips, turning his gaze to me.

"Don’t look at her," Xander said sharply, causing Slate to avert his gaze from me and turn his attention to Xander once more.

Slate eyed the duffle bag Xander had slung over his left shoulder, which had "Morhan Varsity Wrestling' embroidered in large, bold letters on the side. Xander had at least six inches on Slate, towering over him even to cast a shadow over the entirety of Slate's body. I fought against the smirk twitching in the corner of my mouth as the blood drained from Slate's face.

Not that I'd needed Xander's help. I would've figured out how to get away-eventually.

"You'll regret this,* Slate said weakly, glancing at me so quickly I almost missed it. 'My uncle is the dean-"

"Ah, playing that card, are we?” Xander drawled, adjusting his weight. He yawned, actually yawned, as Slate's cheeks began to burn a deep crimson. ”1 think you'd better go."

"Let's go, Lena-* Slate began.

"No. You go, alone. And if I catch you anywhere near her again, you'll be the one with regrets."

I stole a look at Xander. His gaze was fixed on Slate with such intensity it made me want to cower by association. I hadn't ever seen him so close up before.

I already knew, based on my few sightings of him around campus, that he was tall. But I hadn't noticed how dark his hair was, ink-black and swept back away from his face, curling softly around his ears. I hadn’t noticed his eyes, which were a rich, coffee-like color flaked with amber. He was beautiful, even dressed in gray sweatpants and a black windbreaker.

I hadn’t noticed that Slate had walked away until Xander slowly turned his gaze to me, meeting my eye. Time stood still.

okay?" he asked. "He didn't hurt you,

I said, swallowing hard as I tore my gaze away from his eyes and watched Slate’s figure

not really his

my head, glancing back up at him. "Goddess,

his hand on the duffle bag

I wanted to be sure. That guy is a creep. Does he bother

I’m on my way to the greenhouses.

nodded, scanning the building, then turning to look up the pathway

often do you have to walk

days a week. Wednesday through

paused, clearing his throat as he looked down at

don't have

up the pathway, where the roof of the

The rumor was that he was a transfer student from the University of Mirage, which was, in fact, known for its athletics. He was studying something related to

way," he said, holding out his hand for

then paled, tucking my hands in my pockets. He arched

do you know about me?' He dropped

to say? That every girl on campus was obsessed with him? Except for me,

had already told

get to class. I like to be early,' I said in a rushed murmur, giving him a tight- lipped smile. I started to walk away, feeling his gaze lingering on my

"I'm Lena," I said.

he said in a teasing voice, smiling at me. "So, are you going to let me be your bodyguard? Or are you able to

I think

direction. The way he’d said my voice sent a shockwave through my body. I blinked, swallowing back the heat that was rippling over my arms and chest. I'd never really been attracted to anyone the way I was attracted to Xander at that moment. It was physical, downright

what he looked like underneath his windbreaker. I couldn't think about that. It was stupid. I was almost

of his offer, "You can walk me to class on Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I study with my friends at the cafe in the commons if... if you want to meet

long as you’re

see it in his eyes, some unspoken challenge. He could have any girl on campus if

little harsher than I meant it to be. My

"Well, after you!"

to focus on class as it dragged on. I was standing at one of the long, plastic tables in the center of the greenhouse, testing soil and writing my findings on a clipboard. My professor was walking around, chatting with the handful of other senior

greenhouses. Next week was finals, at least for me. Then, by the grace of the Goddess, I would be packing my bags for the research camp in Red Lakes

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