Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 650
CHAPTER 150 : NEW BEGINNINGS
*Lena*
“What now?” I asked, my arms wrapped around Xander’s neck.
It was closing in on 10:00 p.m., and most of the guests had left the wedding, at least those who weren’t staying the night in the castle. All around us, people were dancing to a slow, romantic song, just like we were.
I hadn’t seen Elaine and Oliver since shortly after Oliver arrived. He’d simply taken her hand, and the two of them walked away. Dad was stunned but was able to hastily finish his toast to us before he walked back into the crowd in search of Troy and Maeve.
I was happy for them, especially Oliver, even if he had missed most of my wedding day.
I looked around the dancefloor, watching as people began to take their leave in search of refreshments or a quiet place to sit and talk. I felt a pang of guilt, and maybe even regret at the fact that all of this may not have been possible if we hadn’t won the war that had torn through our realm.
Our realm was still rebuilding, and likely would be for a while, maybe even years to come.
“Well, we have a week before we leave for Egoren,” he said. “I talked to Will about spending a few days in Avondale before we head through the southern pass, a little honeymoon. There are not many beaches in Egoren, at least not like in the Isles.”
“I wouldn’t mind that,” I said, smiling against his chest. But then I remembered something. “I have something for you!”
“I have something for you too, but I thought said you didn’t get me anything for our–”
“It’s not something I can give you. But I want–can we go somewhere in private, for a moment?”
He gave me a sly glance, and I narrowed my eyes playfully at him.
“Not like that. It’s something else!”
“Okay, come on. The rose garden’s empty.”
We left the dance floor and walked hand in hand toward the garden. Guests mingled in small groups, some even sprawled out in the grass, their faces lifted toward the stars.
We reached the garden, and I turned to him, taking his hands in mine.
“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. I want to… I want to offer you something, offer your people… our people, something.”
“What–”
“I want to keep the portal between our realms open, permanently. I want our lands to be as one, with no need for magic or moonstones. I know it’s… it’s going to be your decision. I know there will be politics involved–”
“We’ve already elected a high elder to your realm’s council, and started talks about trade–”
“Is this what you want?” I asked, feeling somewhat sheepish. It didn’t feel like much of a wedding gift, but I felt in my heart that this was something that needed to happen. A line in that poem from Lycaon’s book had stuck me with over the past several weeks–two lines into one, land of the eternal sun.
What if Xander had interpreted the poem incorrectly? It wasn’t about me at all. It was about our realms.
It was about repairing the split Lycaon had caused between our kind.
“Can you do it?” he asked in a low whisper.
I reached up to grasp the sunstone necklace.
“Yes,” I whispered.
He held my gaze for a moment, then nodded once.
I ran my thumb over the surface of the stone, feeling it warm against my skin. I closed my eyes, the corners of my mouth twitching into a smile as I asked the Night God for a little… help.
Gasps of surprise, then applause, rang through the air. Xander grasped my arms, going rigid as I opened my eyes and looked up. A shimmer of lights washed across the sky, like the stars were moving in a gentle, snaking rhythm. My body felt hot, burning with energy for a long moment. I found it hard to breathe for several seconds, and a jolt of electricity ran up the length of my spine. I stepped away from Xander, afraid my powers would spring forth. But then a feeling of calm swept over me, of peace.
Then, nothing.
‘Congratulations on your nuptials, Selene,’ the Night God said, his voice a gentle whisper in my mind.
Xander met my gaze again, looking a little shocked. He stepped toward me, his hand running down the length of my back.
“Now, what did you have for me?” I said a little breathlessly, reaching up to brush a lock of hair from my eyes.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” I said honestly. “I’m just fine.”
Xander looked a little skeptical but cleared his throat, shifting his weight before he gingerly reached out to touch the sunstone that hung from my neck.
“I had a ring made to hold the stone,” he whispered. “I worry Alexis is going to rip it off of you one of these days.”
“She already likes to play with it,” I beamed, leaning into him as she wrapped his arms around me.
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