Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 4:1 Did You a Favor

*Lena*

Xander was standing near the fountain, mingling with a group of students. He had a wide grin on his face as he chatted with the young woman standing next to him. She was beaming up at him as if she was chatting with a celebrity. I could see her eyes shining from where I stood. I, on the other hand, was trying not to burst into tears over the fact that I was, one, being punished for Slate's disgusting behavior, and two, I wasn' t going to be packing up my bags to head to Red Lakes anytime soon.

I cleared my throat and wiped the tears from my eyes as I started forward. I'd have to walk right by him to stay on the brick pathway that led through campus and into the small town of Morhan. My apartment was only three blocks away from campus, situated on top of a corner grocery store, and I was determined to get there and sob my heart out without any interference.

But Xander saw me and followed me with his gaze as I sped past his group. I knew that if I glanced over my shoulder, he would be watching me. I should probably have told him it wouldn't be necessary for him to walk me to class anymore though, eventually.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin as Xander fell in step with me.

"How'd you catch up to me so fast?" I huffed, sniffing indignantly. I did not want to talk about this at all. I would cry if I did, and I sure as hell wasn't going to start crying in front of Xander.

"I have longer legs than you," he shrugged, glancing over at me, but I refused to meet his eye. "Seriously though, have you been crying? Was it... was it Slate again? Did he touch you-"

"No!" I exclaimed, rounding on him.

We'd made it to the edge of campus and were standing under the rows of chestnut trees that lined the pathway into town. It was early evening, and most of the students were in the commons for dinner, so by some miracle, we were alone.

"Then what happened?"

Xander looked me up and down as if he didn't believe that Slate hadn't been messing with me again.

"I nearly got expelled!"

"Well... nearly is good, right? You're not actually expelled, are you?"

"No, but l.„." I swallowed back the immense grief that was tying my stomach into a knot. I glanced up at him, seeing his face lined with nothing but concern. Why the hell did he care? "Slate went to the administration and said I was the one pursuing him... that I had been going to his house every night, and waiting for him to get out of class-"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, and I just lost my spot in the Red Lakes research camp because of it." My lower lip trembled, and I bit down on it, squeezing my eyes shut so they wouldn't spill over with tears.

"Where is he now?" Xander asked, his voice low and deathly serious.

"I have no idea!"

handle this, Lena,

me, temporarily blinding me from what I was really mad at. I opened my eyes, narrowing them at Xander and looking right at him through my tears. "No, you won’t! Your handling of Slate got me

myself?" he growled, taking a step toward me. He glared down at me, his eyes dark slits as he continued to slowly

damsel in distress!" I cried. "I had

it looked like

butted in and choked him, he wouldn't have

he would've continued

despite the heaviness of our words, our voices were low. If anyone passed, it was likely they would

it? I lost my spot at Red Lakes. I'm being sent to some farm out west. I w-worked so hard for three and a half years for... for this... and now-" I sniffled, clearing my throat and trying to get a hold of myself. Xander's glare had abruptly

he began, but

anywhere, okay? You've done

I'd follow you home, like Slate? Goddess, Lena,

all!“ I hissed. "Three hours ago, we were strangers. And

wasn't the one who went to the dean. I wasn't the one who was stalking and harassing you. I did you a favor. I offered

me,“

tongue along his lower lip. "I did,“

and save me when I didn't need saving? It was really heroic

to say I took what happened between you and that disgusting creep as an opportunity to make myself look some

you'll lose your field study placement

"I haven't put in for a field study

my breath catching in my throat.

about you. Did you know that? She said you wouldn't even look my way because you have your nose so far in your textbooks that you didn't have a

"That isn't true-'

he interrupted, "what exactly do you care about outside of

to care that Slate, a professor at this school, was harassing you to the point of showing up at your apartment in the middle of the night and laying his hands on you in public. You were more than willing to continue to let that happen if it meant you’d

to do my entire life!" I cried,

you're blaming me

I stammered, gripping my backpack as I walked past him. He didn't follow me,

X**

her textbook down on the coffee table. Viviene was sitting in the chair to Heather's left, looking shocked. Abigail

going to kill him," Abigail said, throwing her hands in the

her legs as she

just had. I'd glanced up at the pieces of art my roommates

packing up the last three years of my life when I thought I was going to Red Lakes. Now, leaving the sanctuary of our apartment, with its exposed brick walls and kitchen