Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 633

Chapter 133 : Something’s Wrong with Him!

*Lena*

“Will you be my wife?" Xander asked, his fingertips running down the length of my spine.

His touch sent a ripple of gooseflesh over my skin and I shivered, giving him a gentle smile.

“Aren't you supposed to get down on one knee?" I teased, and his dark eyes narrowed on mine, glimmering with mischief.

He let out a long sigh and slid from the edge of the bed to his knees. He held up the ring, c*****g his eyebrows.

“Now ask me again–"

“Lena…" he growled, his cheeks coloring with what might have been a prickle of annoyance. Xander had been playing games with me since the day I met him. It was high time for a little payback.

“You're not really selling it, Xander," I quipped.

He exhaled through his nose, nostrils flaring. Clearing his throat, he blinked up at me, his face settling on a blank, void expression.

“Will you, Princess Selene Gray of Valoria, Daughter of Alpha King Rowan and Queen Hanna, granddaughter of Ethan Gray and White Queen Rosalie, Niece of–"

“Oh, for Goddess's sake–" I snatched the ring out of his hand and it slid it on my own finger, giving him an incredulous look. The band was incredibly tight, and when I tried to force it over my knuckle, he reached out and stopped me.

“Your fingers are swollen," he chuckled. “It'll get stuck–"

“I'm huge," I frowned, my shoulders slumping.

“You're pregnant," he corrected, his fingers tilting my chin up so I could look into his face as he rose to his full height. “And you've never been more beautiful. It's just a ring, anyway. I honestly don't plan on even wearing a wedding ring, and I don't think you should either."

“What? Why?"

“You're constantly out in the dirt, Lena," he laughed, sitting down next to me. “You snag your ring on a tree branch, or something, and rip your hand open–"

“Goddess, Xander! I doubt that'll ever happen."

He shrugged, laying down on the bed with his hands crossed over his chest.

Like so many times before, all that I wanted to ask was, “What now?"

Maybe he'd been reading my mind, because his eyes traveled from the canopy of my bed to meet my gaze, a sleepy, boyish smile touching his lips.

“Do you think your aunt was serious about being the next White Queen?"

“She's serious," I breathed, crawling towards him and laying down on my side. He ran his fingertips over the swell of my belly, his touch sending little bursts of electricity over my skin.

“Are you upset about it?"

“No," I admitted, “I'm not upset, not in the slightest. Especially now that… after everything that happened, you know. I haven't ever ruled over a pack before, not like my parents or my aunts and uncles have. I need more experience."

“You need to live a little?"

“Yeah, I… I do."

And now I had the chance. I had decades of life to live before I even needed to think about taking my Goddess-given throne. I nestled my cheek against his chest, closing my eyes against the soft circles he was tracing over my hip.

“Before I left Egoren," he began, “I… I put some things in motion in the event I didn't come back."

“What do you mean?"

“My Uncle Theo is the interim Alpha until I make up my mind. He's been seeing to things for the past… well, over a year now, while Adrian and I...." He tapered off, his chest raising and falling as he took a breath.

“While you were here looking for White Queen to kidnap and drag back to your realm?"

“I mean, you aren't wrong."

I smirked, nestling closer to him.

“Anyway, if I choose not to come back… there are options. But I'd have to return after the baby is born to–"

“Xander. I'm going back to Egoren with you."

Xander's body relaxed around mine for a moment, exhaling deeply.

“Are you sure?"

“Yes–" I looked up at him, giving him a soft smile. “But I think my family will want a wedding here, first, a big one, most likely."

“Is that what you want?"

I pursed my lips, mulling it over. To my surprise, I kind of did want a big wedding. I wanted all of our friends there, our family… his family, too, if that was even possible.

“Yes, actually."

“Then we'll have a big wedding," he said with conviction, then paused, looking down at me. “But no pink, okay? There was still pink glitter all over the palace in Avondale when I was there yesterday."