Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 134: Let’s Just Be Together

*Jared*

My heart stuck in my throat as I approached Eliza.

She stood with a Royal Guard. I could tell he was asking her to dance.

I strode toward her quickly, ready to intervene. I just knew that the moment she saw me, she wouldn’t accept a dance from someone else. Even without the mate bond, the connection between us was stronger than anything else she could feel for anyone else.

I kept my eyes on her as I approached, knowing she’d feel my presence. We’d always shared such a deep, profound bond and nothing could get in the way of that… not even some handsome guard that she seemed to know.

My wolf snarled a little, angry that Eliza was speaking to another man. There was a part of me that wanted to rush over and push him out of the way.

I wasn’t there to make a scene though. I was there to reclaim her heart. If I made a scene with him, it would only push Eliza away more.

After talking to Xander in his study, I realized how right he was. Eliza needed me to prove something to her, so I had to make sure everything I did was about her, not my own jealousy.

Eliza’s eyes flicked toward me quickly. She looked back at the guard and then paused. Slowly, she turned her entire head toward me.

The moment our eyes met, the entire world changed. I felt like everyone and everything fell away and only the two of us existed.

I knew Eliza felt it too because she turned away from the young guard and her entire attention was on me. Inwardly, I felt satisfied that she practically forgot about the other guy. But I kept my focus on her.

My heart hammered in my chest as I stared at her. The music faded away, all the glittering lights and the party was a distant memory.

There was only Eliza and my beating heart. I imagined that her heart was beating in time with mine as I got closer.

Her dress was absolutely stunning, giving her an elegant and poised look without being flashy or overbearing. I did love her in the color green. It made me think back to a party in the garden at my pack house where she’d worn a similar color. And boy, did she wear it well….

Gasping, Eliza threw herself at me. Tears flew from her eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I pulled her close, burying my nose in her neck.

I ran my hands along her back, feeling her smooth, warm skin.

Her stomach pressed against mine, making my abdomen quiver. I ran my hand through her hair, massaging her scalp gently. Breathing in, I inhaled her sweet scent. It flooded through my nose and into my veins, taking me over from the inside out.

She fit perfectly in my arms and I knew she belonged there.

I brought my lips to her ears. “I missed you so much….”

Eliza gasped. She pulled back and looked into my eyes. She still had tears in her eyes.

Guilt swelled inside of me as I saw her tears. I knew they were tears of joy, but it still saddened me that she was going through such strong emotions because of me.

“I missed you too,” she whispered back, licking her lips.

“Come dance with me.”

“Yes… anything. I will follow you anywhere.”

Grinning, I pulled her gently onto the dance floor and took her in my arms again. I looped one arm around her waist, holding her as close as possible so I could feel her stomach brushing against mine. I put my other hand on the back of her neck, cradling her body to me.

“I love you, baby. I shouldn’t have let you go….”

“Just hold me,” she whispered back.

Her hands clung to my shoulders like they were the only thing that anchored her to this world.

Every possible emotion washed over me. I was overjoyed at seeing her, relieved that she was alright, sad that I’d let her go, and filled with so much love and appreciation for her that I never wanted to let her go again.

As I held her in my arms, so many thoughts ran through my head.

Had Eliza always been this beautiful with her curving hips and her unruly hair? Even when it was tamed for an event like this, it was wild and had a life of its own, just like Eliza was.

Eliza let out a small whimper.

I tipped her head up and looked deeply into her eyes. They were glassy with so much emotion.

I leaned in and kissed her puffy, red lips. Instantly, a spark passed between us and Eliza tightened her arms around me. She kissed me back with such vigor and passion. I cradled her, swaying back and forth to the music while I kissed her sweet lips.

Our connection felt completely rejuvenated. My wolf was soothed and calm now that I had Eliza in my arms again.

When our lips parted, I pressed my forehead to hers, thinking of all the things I wanted to tell her. We had so much to discuss but I couldn’t ruin the moment.

The soft music was perfect, as was the way our bodies moved together in such synchronicity. I worried that if I moved now, it would break the spell between us.

I wanted to know everything about what she’d been through since we parted ways–all the good and the bad. I wanted to take the bad from her and show her that it didn’t matter if we were separated by distance, because I’d still thought of her every single day.

For the moment, all I could do was hold her in my arms and enjoy the way she felt.

We were together again, finally. That was all that mattered.

Eliza’s body relaxed against me as we danced. She leaned her weight on my chest and let out a soft, happy sigh.

Silently, I told myself that I would never let her go again. Eliza was the most important thing in my life and I would always protect her and our child.

I felt like a horrible husband because I hadn’t been holding up my end of the vows. But we were back together now, and I’d spend the rest of my life making it up to her.

As many thoughts were running through my head, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. We danced in beautiful, peaceful silence, just holding each other, completely lost in our embrace and togetherness.

I felt like Eliza and I were one, hearts beating in unison, bodies moving together. There was no longer a division between where I ended and she started.

When the song wound down, I reluctantly stopped dancing with Eliza. That dance had been pure bliss, and I never wanted it to end.

We pulled apart but before Eliza could say anything, I took her hand and led her outside to the gardens.

Like the ballroom, the garden was decorated with twinkling golden lights. There were a few fountains running, the water sparkling in the little lights.

Pathways had been cleared and were lined along the borders with glowing lights that lit up the flowers and plants just enough to see them in the dark.

Several other couples were in the garden, whispering to each other and enjoying the romantic setting.

I wanted to talk to Eliza in private, so I pulled her down a garden path. She didn’t resist or speak. I had a feeling that she also felt like speaking too soon would break the magical spell between us. I clutched her hand firmly, keeping her close.

It was a cool night, filled with the scent of night-blooming flowers.