Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 543

Chapter 45 : Only for Me to See

*Lena*

Adrian retreated from the area, glancing back only once as he slipped back through the door of the warehouse.

Xander didn't speak. He just looked at me, his hands tucked in the pockets of his j acket.

I waited for him to say something for a moment, to say anything, but he was silent.

I shook my head, looking down at my boots before straightening up and attempting to walk past him toward the door.

He caught me by the elbow, pulling me to a halt.

“What are you wearing?" he asked, his voice low with a hint of rage.

“A dress," I sneered, yanking my arm free.

He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, looking me up and down. I wished the hunger in his eyes hadn't had the effect on me that it did. My stomach tightened with anticipation as his gaze slowly met mine again.

“What do you want, Xander?"

“I need to apologize-"

“Need, or want? Those are two different things—"

He closed the distance between us with a single step, leaning down to whisper in my ear. His breath was warm on my neck, bringing a fresh wave of fire across my skin.

“I'm sony I wasn't there for you when Slate assaulted you in that alley."

I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. He was wearing cologne, something woodsy and warm. I lost myself in it for a moment before I broke away from him once more.

“I need to find Heather and Vivien," I said flatly, void of emotion.

“They left," he replied, and my shoulders fell.

“What?"

“Heather left with a man, someone I don't know. And Viv told me she'd seen you come out here. I promised her I'd walk you back to your apartment when you were ready to leave."

I sighed, gritting my teeth as I looked up into his eyes. “I don't need your- help getting home. It's not far."

"If Slate-"

“Slate's gone," I said, a little too loudly. I flushed as a group of partygoers standing on the edge of the dock looked in our direction.

Xander took a step closer to me, furrowing his brow. “What do you mean he's gone? I saw him yesterday."

“You did?" I felt my knees start to weaken as I thought back to tire night in the alley, about the blinding light, and waking up alone and covered in an inch of fresh snow.

did you do to him, exactly?" he whispered, his

he was holding me upright until I reached out to steady myself

don't know, Xander.

“You used your powers."

stop them. “I'm not who you think I am," I whispered as tire truth rose like bile in my throat. “My

lock of hair from my face and tuck it

“You don't understand-"

reached out to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his

root help me? Wiry did you go

this in private," he said as a group passed

me around the warehouse, he brought me back inside, and we were hit with a rush of

bar and began to pour two glasses of

I drought we needed to

I brought it to my lips. “This is your last college party

with a similar expression, and in a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his

promise that I'd never forget that night. My jacket had been tossed somewhere along the sidewall long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His fingertips along my upper amis as we danced felt like little bursts of electricity, die

to him, my chest pinned against his abs

and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced by

hands traveled down my waist, his fingers toying with the break in the fabric over my

wearing underwear,

breathed, closing my eyes as his lips grazed

sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right about the dress. Xander couldn't keep his

this. We'd ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about now,

questions I had, everything I needed to know just... faded into oblivion, leaving

he whispered into my hair, turning me around

and my hair was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn't know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding over my lips and then against my tongue. A fever shot through me, blinding

“Where's your jacket?"

know," I said against his lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still moving

a new one," he growled hungrily,

his need through the jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled lazily, wrapping one arm over

back to my

corrld say was,

***

snow-covered sidewalk but he caught me, murmuring about having to cany me back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said,

The cold was biting into my skin as we walked, even with his jacket

thing I wanted to do. I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and let him claim

crossed a snow-packed street and Xander stopped, pulling into a

I let him

and heavy. He ruffled his hair, sending little sprinkles of water over

said casually as a bored looking waitress set two menus on the

shifted my weight in the booth, looking around at the patrons of the dinner. It was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum of dated music drifting out of an old jukebox

“You're thin, Lena."

my exposed shoulders and fell over- the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis prickle with gooseflesh. He was wearing only a tee shirt and jeans. He had

me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while you're wearing that dress.

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