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.

him, exactly?" he whispered, his

upright until I reached out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping my hand around the ice-

know, Xander. I

“You used your powers."

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

brush a lock of hair from my face and tuck it behind my

“You don't understand-"

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

blood root help me? Wiry did you go back to Crimson

talk about this in private," he said as a group passed us on

we were hit with a rush of warmth as we entered the crowded warehouse and

took me to the bar and began to pour two glasses of

you doing? I drought we needed to

it down. I knew it was heavily spiked; I could smell the liquor die second I brought it to my lips. “This is your last college party though. Let's live it up, for a minute. It's still early." He downed the punch in a single gulp, and I couldn't fight the smile that

punch with a similar expression, and in a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his arm around my waist, leading me

made a 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

close to him, my chest pinned against

thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker

the break in the fabric over my hip

wearing underwear, are

I breathed, closing my eyes as his lips grazed over the top

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

There was only one thing we needed to talk about now, and it had nothing to do with

questions I had, everything I needed to know just... faded into oblivion, leaving me wanting for only one

should get out of here," he whispered into my hair, turning

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 me to

“Where's your jacket?"

lips as he pulled me into a deeper

new one," he growled hungrily, his hands

jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself

back to my

corrld say was,

***

cany me back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said, and when I argued that we could go to mine, he shook his head, saying he didn't want an audience to

needed to talk about brought me back to reality. The cold was biting into my skin as we walked, even with his jacket covering

wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down

a snow-packed street and

him lead me into

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

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

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

“You're thin, Lena."

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

back on his menu.

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