Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 426

Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

"I didn't push her that hard! Luther, she's faking it, she set me up," Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

"But you did push her, didn't you?" Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

"I... well... yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her," Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She'd even look a little wacky. I'd remain innocent.

"Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn't mean to hurt her," Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

"I don't have to believe you," Luther muttered. "Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying."

"But I..."

"That's enough. I will deal with you later," Luther said. He took a knee beside me. "Ciana, are you okay?"

"I... my ankle is twisted pretty bad," I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn't been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

"Let me see," Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

"I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?" I asked, biting my lip innocently.

"Yes, of course."

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

"Luther, I'm sorry," Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

"You've done enough. Don't worry, I'll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled," Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, "Luther, Jennifer isn't a bad person. She just cares about you a lot." Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn't want her to really get punished because of me.

"You're still speaking for her after what she's done to you?"

"It was somewhat an accident." I told the truth. Sort of.

He carried me out of the banquet hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted my ankle, propping it up on the pillow.

Luther gave me a soft look and stepped away for a mo- ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the edges so it covered me completely.

"How is that?" he asked, handing me the bottle of water.

I nodded, unscrewing the cap and taking a quick sip.

"This is just what I needed. I'm sure I'll feel better in no time," I said, offering him a sweet smile.

Luther grinned back, his eyes lighting up. He pulled a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle, looking at it more closely.

"It doesn't seem to be swelling," he said. "That's good. Hopefully, it is a minor injury."

"Should I put ice on it, or maybe heat?" I asked, taking an- other sip of water.

Luther slid his eyes to me and chuckled. "Why don't you just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or get worse, I'll get you some ice."

"Alright, that sounds good," I said, nodding.

"Is there anything else I can get for you?" he asked as he covered my ankle again.

He was being so sweet and tender, I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry for what the king did to his pack and family.

Since my arrival, Luther had been polite and decent to me.

"I think I'm all set. Thank you and... I'm sorry."

Luther's eyebrows lifted and he cocked his head at me. "What are you sorry for?"

Damn! I shouldn't have said that. Now, I was making him. suspicious.

"Oh... I, well, I'm sorry for causing trouble and ruining your party," I said, thinking quickly.

"The party is getting boring. It isn't as interesting as you," he said with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile and reached out, covering my hand with his.

"Still, this was a nice event," I said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine. I tried to pull my hands away, but failed.

"This isn't your fault, Ciana. Jennifer can be... passionate at times. Don't worry, I'll make sure she leaves you alone in the future," he assured with a nod.