Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111: 0111

Lorelei POV

"Did you miss me?"

The question made my breath hitch as I stared up into Kaelen’s amber eyes.

Did I miss him?

Of course I did.

He was all I had been thinking about since he left.

But whether I missed him or not didn’t matter anymore. Not now, when there was a very real possibility that he was actually the enemy.

I forced my gaze away, settling it on his chest instead.

"Why would I miss you?" I muttered. "We were literally together this morning."

The second those words left my lips, his arm tightened around my waist.

I couldn’t see his expression with my head lowered, but I could feel the weight of his gaze burning into the top of my head.

"Look at me."

His voice remained calm, but the command in his tone left no room for refusal.

I didn’t want to.

I really didn’t want to.

Yet somehow, I still found myself slowly lifting my head until our eyes met once again.

This time, though, he wasn’t simply looking at me.

He was studying me.

The slight crease between his brows told me everything I needed to know. He was trying to read every emotion crossing my face.

"Something’s wrong," he murmured, sounding almost as though he were speaking to himself, causing my throat to tighten, and I had to force myself not to look away.

Maya’s words kept replaying inside my head like a poisonous loop.

Even worse, the image of him smiling at that woman downstairs flashed through my mind.

Goodness.

Why did it bother me so much whenever he smiled at another woman?

"Nothing’s wrong," I lied.

"Ella."

"I said nothing’s wrong!" I snapped.

The words exploded out of me far louder and harsher than I had intended.

Before I could stop myself, I jerked backward, wrenching myself completely out of his embrace.

The sudden movement caught even me by surprise, but Kaelen remained exactly where he was, staring at me as though I’d suddenly grown a second head.

"I’m sorry," I whispered, catching my breath as I reminded myself that I was still speaking to the Alpha King. Running a frustrated hand through my hair, I finally looked away from him. "I’m just... tired."

Yeah, that was it.

I was tired.

Tired of everything.

Tired of feeling like shit over emotions I didn’t even understand.

Right at that moment, my stomach let out a loud, violent growl.

Heat instantly rushed to my cheeks, and I bit my lip, silently cursing myself in embarrassment.

"Sorry about that," I muttered quickly, my hand moving to clutch my stomach as I continued avoiding his gaze, even though I knew perfectly well his werewolf hearing had caught every bit of it. "I haven’t had lunch yet."

"In that case, would you mind joining me for dinner tonight?" he asked.

My eyes snapped back to his.

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