Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder Chapter 392 - 51 Could Not Get Enough of Her

“Oh, oh, and that wildebeest, his horns were the coolest....” she went on, telling another of her adventures.

“You’re not afraid of animals at all?”

“No, not really. Animals aren’t like people. They can instinctively tell who is good and who is not. As long as they know we are good, they will be good to us.”

I thought it was an interesting take, but I didn’t say anything more about it at the mont. I had another question for her.

“And what are you doing out here in the woods all alone?” I asked her, imagining she’d been out hunting so majestic animal.

Tapping her chin, she said, “Um, have you heard of the Sun Blossom flower?”

I felt my eyes widening, but I said nothing, so she continued.

“You know, the flower that grows on the side of the mountains. I’ve heard they’re beautiful and sll wonderful. That’s why I ca. My friend was leading there....”

“Your friend?” Now, I was confused and glanced around. Had I missed soone? A threat?

She giggled and said, “Yes, my new friend. A little white pony.”

I gasped in relief and held back a laugh. Of course, she’d been chasing an animal. “Those flowers, they’re not easy to get,” I said to her.

The girl nodded. “My mother also said it was a fool’s errand, but I love flowers. Don’t you?”

I shrugged and dropped my eyes. I didn’t really care that much for flowers, personally.

But clearly, they ant a lot to her.

The next day, while she was out in the woods doing sothing, I found a way to get myself out of the makeshift bed and headed back to the place where I’d fallen down the side of the cliff.

I knew I had seen so of the flowers she wanted as I’d been tumbling, and while I was nervous to go back there in case my father’s troops were looking for , I needed to get her a flower.

It took a while to climb back up the way I’d co, but eventually, I found one and brought it back to her.

It had taken a toll on . I’d re-injured myself quite a bit going through all of that trouble, but when I heard her gasping with delight, I knew it had been worth it.

This girl was special. She was the only one that had been kind to , and I wanted to repay that kindness.

The look on her face when she turned around and saw standing there with the flower in my hand was priceless. I would never forget it.

“You’re a true friend,” she said, sniffing the flower.

I felt myself recoil and instantly said, “I’m not your friend. I don’t need friends.”

I saw the pain in her eyes, but she didn’t argue with . Instead, she took the bracelet off of her arm. “Here. This will help you. And if you don’t want people to be your friends, at least you can have animals to be your friends.”

“What do you an?” I asked.

“My father made this for when I was a little girl. It has a special scent to make the animals calm so they trust the wearer. I don’t really need it anymore since the animals and I are friends, but it may help you.”

At that mont, a snake slithered over out of the forest, as if she had called it. The green reptile wrapped itself around her leg, and she bent down to pat its head, laughing. I wanted to take a step back, not because I was afraid of the snake but because I was afraid I might hurt it.

“You can pet him,” she said. “He won’t hurt you.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I’d already had enough of how people felt before they died, I really didn’t need to pile on animals’ feelings.

She giggled again, and the snake left her and ca over to , brushing against my boot and standing up a bit, as if to say that he wanted to pet him, and before I knew it, it was already rubbing its head against my palm.

My breath caught in my throat.

Slowly, I bent down and stroked his head with my hand. He hissed in delight and wound his way around my leg.

“He likes you!” the girl said. “Now, you have two friends. Whether you like it or not.” She winked at , and the snake continued to beg to pet it, which I did.

Later that night, back in the cave, I could tell her mood was down a little from before. “What’s wrong?” I asked her, trying to keep the emotion out of my voice as I asked.

“Oh, uh... I guess it’s just that I miss my mom,” she told .

I nodded. I understood what that was like, although it was a feeling from long ago.

“Are you close to your mom?” she asked .

“No.” That was all she needed to know.

“That’s too bad. I love my mom so much. When I was younger, she used to sing a song when I had bad dreams. Would you like to hear it?”

I didn’t answer her, only looked down at the bracelet she had given . With no response, she took that as a yes, and she began to sing.

The bracelet....

I’d lost it. Would the girl be mad if she found out?

My head began to grow fuzzy again, but the sound of the girl singing stayed with as I began to twirl through ti and space again. Then, the young girl’s voice lded with another voice, a more familiar one.

I was back in my room, lying on my bed. The Moonlit Crystal was next to , but I wasn’t alone.

Ciana was there, sitting next to , singing that sa song from the cave. Of course, she was the girl. The bracelet had already taught that. But seeing her now, after such a dream, brought so much emotion flooding through .

She had been kind to when no one else was. She hadn’t feared . She’d called her friend.

My beautiful, intelligent, funny and kind... Ciana.

I sat up abruptly, and her eyes widened. Her lips parted to say sothing to , but before she could speak, I pressed my lips to hers, my hand tangling in her hair as I devoured her mouth.

All of those emotions ca bubbling through, and I simply could not get enough of her.

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*Ciana*

Theo was kissing again!

The mont his lips touched mine, I felt a wave of electricity float over my skin and then through my body. I almost forgot to squirm away from him. His lips were quivering and cold, but his breath was gentle. It was so different from the other kisses we shared before...

What was I even thinking of comparing our past kisses?! I didn’t even think I should count them as real kisses!

I tried to squirm away from him, although honestly... not because what he was doing to didn’t feel good.

However, sothing was wrong. I an, he wouldn’t kiss just because he wanted to, would he? I needed to get free so that I could find out what was going on.

“Your Highness... Prince Theo?” I asked, once my mouth was no longer pressed against his. “What’s happening? Are you okay?” I probably should have shouted at him for taking liberties with once again, but I didn’t, especially when I saw his eyes were only half-open, I wondered if this had happened in his sleep.

In response to my questions, he spewed out a string of information that I did not understand. I only caught a few words. “Luther... Moonlit Crystal backfired.”

“What?” I was confused. I tried to keep him upright. He was starting to fall back onto the bed, so I wrapped my arms around him to steady him.

“Luther... Ortiz pack. Their sacred artifact from the Moon Goddess....” I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but his hand ca up to grip my collar tightly as he tried to explain it to .

“All right, all right,” I said, cradling him as his eyes rolled back into his head. “I’ll get Jake, and we’ll figure it out.”

“Alpha?” Jake’s voice behind startled slightly.

“Beta Jake, you’re back!”

“How’s Alpha doing?”

“I think he’s out again.” I shook my head. “Do you think there’s sothing going on with him?”

Jake’s brow was furrowed. “I don’t know, but it seems like he’s getting weaker and weaker. Did he say anything?”

“Yes. He said... Luther, Moon Goddess artifact and Moonlit Crystal backfire. He also ntioned... Ortiz pack.” What if the crystal had had a different effect on him than it had on the rest of us, and he was going to continue to suffer the ramifications of using it?

“Shit!” Jake cursed under his breath.

I took a mont to digest the situation. It was clear to that Luther didn’t like Theo. They were enemies. If the crystal belonged to the Ortiz pack, maybe Luther had manipulated it sohow, and now Prince Theo would suffer the consequences of it.

“If the Moonlit Crystal is the artifact of the Ortiz pack, does that an that we will have to rely on soone from that pack to help us break whatever spell has been cast on the prince?” I had a feeling there wasn’t much I could do to get Luther to help us with this. “Then is there anyone else from that pack we can reach out to?”

Jake shook his head slowly, “The Ortiz pack was wiped out by King Sebastian many years ago...”

My eyes widened. No wonder Luther hated the royal court so much.

“So, there is no one else who knows the crystal? There is no other way other than begging Luther?”

The reality was, even if we did, I doubted Luther would do us a favor. If I understood the situation correctly, this was exactly what he wanted to happen anyway.

Jake sighed, but it was as if he wanted to say sothing and swallowed it down.

“You thought of sothing? What is it?” I urged him. I could hear the anxiousness in my own voice.

He lifted his gaze to look at , but he hesitated.

I pressed my lips tight. Wasn’t Jake the one who said I could be trusted? Why was he acting like this now, holding back crucial information from while all I wanted to do was help Theo?

“Beta Jake, I really ant no harm, I just want to help...”

“No, not that!” he quickly explained, as if he was worried that I misunderstood his intentions. “Ciana, I trust you. It’s just that... whatever, even if Alpha doesn’t like it, I think it’s fine.”

He took in a breath and let it out. After a long pause, he slowly said. “There is one other survivor of the Ortiz pack, right here in the castle—”

My eyes widened and I interrupted him. “Then what are we waiting for?”

“Because I’m not sure she’ll be any more willing to help Alpha than Luther.”

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