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,

holding me upright until I reached out to steady myself

don't know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers."

my eyes despite my efforts to stop them. “I'm not who you think I am," I whispered as tire truth rose like bile

reaching up to brush a lock of hair from my face and tuck it

“You don't understand-"

hand from

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

need to talk about this in private," he said as a group

the warehouse, he brought me back inside, and we were hit with a rush of warmth as we entered the crowded

me to the bar and began

you doing? I drought we needed to

“This is your last college party though. Let's

my punch with a similar expression, and in a single flash of twinkling lights Xander

the sidewall long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His

to him, my chest pinned against his abs as he held

and the alcohol made every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced by a growing

only heightened when his hands traveled down my waist, his fingers toying with the break in the fabric over my hip bone.

wearing

I breathed, closing my eyes as his

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

was only one thing we needed to

couldn't help myself, though. All of the questions I had, everything I needed to

of here," he whispered into my hair,

white lights above 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. A fever shot through me, blinding

“Where's your jacket?"

against his lips as he pulled me into a deeper

you a new one," he growled

myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled

back to my

I corrld say was,

***

as we walked out 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

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

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

crossed a snow-packed street and Xander

are we doing here?" I asked as I let him lead me into a booth near

He ruffled his hair, sending little

casually as a bored looking waitress set two

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 to be freezing.

at me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while

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