Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 494

Chapter 152: Bonus Story-The Memories and the Bracelet

*Ciana*

Ever since I came back from the Realm of Light, Theo, along with everyone else, was obsessively protective of me. Even Dottie had given me doctor's orders, requiring me to take it easy. But how could I sit around doing nothing? So I decided on a project that could keep me busy for a while.

A scrapbook of our relationship for the baby.

‘You know, the more I think over our memories, the more I realize that there are so many crazy incidents in our past. I'm not sure if I want to share all that with our child. Any thoughts?"

I glanced at Theo, who had just come out from the shower, getting ready for bed.

‘Why not, I think they're fine, as long as you leave out the way we met," he commented as he walked out from the shower, only wearing his boxers.

‘But we need to have our first meeting. The baby has to know about that,“ I insisted.

'Ciana, I killed seven people in front of you when you first came here," he reminded me.

'Well, seven assassins. I guess we should skip that part. But you know, that wasn't really the first time we met. How about when you stole a kiss with the dreamberry, and the time you locked me in with a bunch of wild animals? And our first intimate time together was in a hallucination when we didn't even know who we were!"

‘Ciana," Theo stood by the bed, stroking his chin. ‘Before I answer those questions, could you tell me whether I did anything wrong?"

I was confused, "Uh?"

‘If not, why am I being expelled from my own bed?" He glared at all my scrapbooking supplies spread out on the mattress as if they were his biggest foes.

There were so many drawings and clippings with memories of my relationship with Theo that I couldn't find another big enough flat surface to display them all.

‘Oh, sorry about that." I quickly gathered my scattered project essentials and made room for the king. This was his bed after all.

‘I didn't feel enough sincerity from your apology.' Theo arched an eyebrow, obviously not satisfied. Then he closed the space between us, hovered over and smiled at me seductively.

His body was emitting immense amounts of heat, mixed with his scent of fresh rain... oh well, there was nothing I could do to stop the fluttering in my stomach.

‘Theo...hey... urn...'

Without warning, his hot lips covered mine, and his tongue took the liberty to sweep every inch inside of my mouth.

Like a switch, my core heated up and I could feel my panties getting warm and moist.

My tongue danced with his and my arm looped around his neck. He split my legs and lifted my hip up, pressing his enlarged desire against me.

I moaned in his mouth. "Um... Theo...Um..."

‘Apology accepted," he smirked mischievously, finally releasing my lips from his dominating kiss.

I took the chance to gulp in some air.

Theo grinned and closed the scrapbook with all my pictures and clippings in it. He set the book aside and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, putting his other hand on my growing stomach.

‘Baby, to answer your earlier question, no matter what, our kid is going to know that we love each other and we love them. The rest doesn't matter."

I smiled at Theo. "You know, sometimes you say exactly the right thing.'

He smirked and pulled me to him, kissing me passionately on the mouth again.

‘See, I didn’t even need a dreamberry for this one," he muttered against my lips and his hand moved from my stomach to my breast, making them feel tight and heavy. Chills and desires coursed through my body and I let out a moan again as I watched him smirk dangerously above me.

Then he leaned down and nibbled my earlobe as he whispered, "And why don't we review that intimate time from the hallucination again?"

***

Brook stopped by for a weekend brunch. While I went to meet her, I had my scrapbook tucked under my arm. I'd been carrying it around with me in case I got sudden inspiration or ideas. It kept coming to me at strange times and I wanted to be prepared.

‘Ciana, your baby bump is so adorable!" Brook ran over and hugged me tightly.

I giggled and hugged her back, awkwardly since my belly was big enough to get in the way.

Laughing and flushed, Brook put her hands on my belly.

‘How are you doing? Any symptoms? Is the pregnancy going well?' she asked all her questions at once.

‘In general, going well. Let's find a place to sit first, if you don't mind?"

"Oh, goodness, yes, of course," Brook said, slapping her palm against her forehead.

We sat down and I gladly filled my plate with as much food as I could reach. Eating for two was definitely noticeable now.

‘To answer your questions, my appetite is up and down. Fortunately, that is about it right now. I'm fine, though, and the baby is fine. Everything is going really well," I explained. "How about you?”

Brook immediately put a forkful of pancake into her mouth and chewed it slowly.

‘Okay, Brook, what’s wrong?" I asked, knowing right away that something was on her mind. She had the biggest tell in the world!

Brook shrugged and then finally unloaded. "I can't believe that Sophia is back in the palace. I mean what is she even doing here?” She put her fork down loudly.

I cleared my throat and snickered. "Oh, well, she wants to be back."

Brook gaped at me. 'She wants to be back, and you just let her? Do you not remember all those nasty things she said to you when we first got here? She even tried to have us starved. She is vicious!’

‘Well, she asked to come back to the palace as a return favor for helping us. You know, without her, we might not even be here today. Also, she persuaded her pack to financially aid in the restoration and recovery of the country. It was a small request to grant,' I explained.

Brook narrowed her eyes at me and shook her head. She seemed quite judgemental about this. I couldn't blame her. Sophia had made Brook really sick with her games.

‘Even if that was the case, how about Prince Warren? Everyone knows what she thinks about Warren. Is he even okay with her being back?'

I rolled some fresh fruit around on my plate. My appetite would vanish as quickly as it came on sometimes. I set my fork down and started rubbing my stomach. That was my little baby.

‘Actually, after hearing her request, Warren was the one who decided to invite her back,' I told Brook.