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.

do to him, exactly?" he whispered, his hand gliding down

I reached out to steady myself on the railing, wrapping my hand around

Xander. I really

“You used your powers."

up at him, tears welling in my eyes despite my efforts to stop them. “I'm not who you think I am," I whispered as tire truth rose like bile in my throat. “My name is Selene.

lock of hair from my face and tuck it behind my

“You don't understand-"

more than anyone," he interrupted, then reached out to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his hand around my chilled fingers. “You spent yourself

root help me? Wiry did you go back to

in private," he said as a group passed

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

the bar and began to

I

a glass as he took a sip, grimacing as he swallowed 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

a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his arm

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 sensation mingling with

chest pinned against his abs as he

every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced by a growing desire to

with the break in the fabric over

wearing underwear,

breathed, closing my eyes as his

seemed to only get faster and more sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body.

wasn't supposed to be like this. We'd ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about now, and

needed to

out of here," he whispered into my hair, turning me around

our head, 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.

“Where's your jacket?"

as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our

he growled hungrily, his hands planted firmly on my

wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled lazily, wrapping one arm over my

back to

corrld say

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of the warehouse. I slipped on the 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, and when I argued that we could go to mine, he shook his head, saying he didn't want an audience to the

what we needed to talk about brought me back to reality. The cold was biting into my

him. I wanted

street and Xander stopped,

as I let him lead me into a booth near the window overlooking

and heavy. He ruffled his hair,

said casually as a bored looking waitress

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

“You're thin, Lena."

the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis prickle with gooseflesh. He was

back on his menu. “Not while you're wearing that dress.

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