Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 364


    Chapter 22 We Eloped!


    *Ciana*


    Darkness surrounded me as I sat there on the dingy dungeon floor-waiting.


    Waiting for what, I wasn’t sure. My mouth was so dry, my tongue was practically stuck to the roof of my


    mouth. My stomach was so empty, it had given up rumbling long ago and now just consisted of a dull


    ache deep within me.


    My dreams, when I managed to doze off, usually consisted of me standing next to a beautifulke full


    of water that I couldn’ t get to, no matter how hard I tried, and a feast full of all kinds of my favorite


    foods that I simply couldn’t taste.


    I wanted to tell Jake the truth. In fact, I had told him the truth.


    But he couldn’t release me.


    At this point, if I had been a spy for that Luther person, I probably would’ve confessed. But I had


    nothing to tell Jake or Theo or anyone other than the truth.


    I had been hoping to find out more information about the state of things in my own pack, and that’s why


    I’d gone to look for that man who had kidnapped Brook, and nothing more….


    Brook. The thought of her made me sad, not because I missed her so much, though it was true that I


    did, but because I felt so sorry for her. She had to be worried sick about me.


    “Ciana!”


    Why, even now, I was hallucinating that I could hear the sound of her voice. Goodness, how I missed


    her.


    “Ciana? Are you in there? It’s so dark.”


    288 Vouchers.


    As quickly as I could get up off of the floor, I rose, stumbling on unsteady legs as I went to the


    unguarded, but locked, bars that made up a cell door.


    “Brook?” I questioned; reaching through to touch her hand. It felt so warmpared to my cold one.


    “Are you really here?”


    She pulled me to the bars, hugging me tightly. “Oh, thank goodness you’re all right. I’ve been so


    worried about you!” Her tearsnded on my cheek, and my tongue darted out to lick them up without


    me even thinking simply because it was moisture.


    She let me go. “Here, I brought you some water.”


    “Brook, you’re my angel!”


    I gulped down an entire bottle of water. Thank heavens! I hoped that amount of liquid couldst me a


    couple more days in this hideous dungeon.


    “How did you get here?”


    “I probably shouldn’t say,” she whispered. “But… Beta Jake is not as mean as he lets on.”


    I couldn’t help but smile. I figured that must be the truth. While he had denied me any food or water for


    thest few days while I was a prisoner down here, he hadn’t harmed me, and I had a feeling he could


    do that if he wanted to.


    “I need to find a way out of here,” I whispered to her. As I rehydrated, I could think a bit clearer.


    “I had a feeling that Prince Theo would release you soon,” Brook said. I looked at her surprisingly as


    she offered me her analysis, “otherwise there was no way Beta Jake would allow me to sneak in…”


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    “Brook, Prince Theo isn’t that forgiving.” I interrupted her. Any positive feelings I ever might’ve had


    toward Theo, feelings that perhaps he wasn’t as bad as I’d thought, or maybe that he could be kind


    when he wanted to be, had faded as quickly as thest food I’d eaten had faded from the memory of


    my discontented stomach.


    Perhaps I was important to the prince because of his stupid berry, but I really didn’t care if he never


    managed to grow another one after the way he’d treated me.


    However, I didn’t want to debate with my good friend when she was taking a great risk to pay me a


    visit.


    “Oh Ciana, I wish I could help get you out,” Brook signed, and I could see fresh tears welling up in her


    eyes, even though it was so dark. “But not very many people have ess to the key to your cell door.”


    “I know,” I said, thinking it was impossible or far too dangerous for her to try and sneak the key away


    from Jake or Theo. “Who else would have the key?” I muttered aloud.


    Suddenly, an idea came to me. “Brook!” I said, grasping her arms tightly in my grip. “I know who you


    can ask for help!”


    Puzzled, she stared at me as what I was sure had to be a


    maniacal grin crested my face. “Who?”


    All I could do was chuckle with delirium as I told her my n.


    “It was very kind of you toe to my aid, Your Highness,” I said, stili slurping on a canteen full of


    water. I’d already eaten a few pieces of fruit, some dried beef, and some raw vegetables. They were


    the most portable foods I could ask for when I was being sprung from the dungeon and allowed to


    run away.


    “Again, just Warren please. You don’t want others to find out our identity, right?” Prince Warren said as


    he walked along beside me and gave me a wink.


    My face heated, and finally I gave him a nod. We’d run at first, once we got outside of the castle, but


    then, I’d gotten tired, probably because of ack of food, and now, he’d slowed to my pace.


    “I can’t imagine why my brother would be so unreasonable as to lock you up as a spy when all you’ve


    ever done is try to help him.”


    A smile brightened my face, but I looked away from the handsome prince. All I’d asked him to do was


    unlock the cell door and look away as I did my best to sneak out of the pce and make my way home.


    But that wasn’t enough for Prince Warren. Someone so good and kind had insisted oning along


    with me to make sure that I got clear of the pce guards and made it safely out of Theo’s reach.


    While I understood that we weren’t out of the woods yet- both literally and figuratively as we were


    actually walking through a densely wooded area-I felt a lot better about my chances of escaping with


    my hero next to me.


    As we walked along together through the woods, memories of thest time I’d been alone in the woods


    with Warren came


    back to me. At least, I was fairly certain now that it had been him who was with me. He had my


    bracelet, after all.


    “I just hope they don’t find out that you helped me and punish you,” I told him. I’d already gone over all


    of this with him when he’d firste to unlock the cell, but he wouldn’t listen to me then, and he wasn’t


    listening to me now.


    The prince was determined to keep me safe, no matter what.


    “Brook is the only one who knows what I did,” he told me again. “And there’s no way that she would tell


    anyone. Besides, it isn’t like we eloped or something. Even if they do find out, what is my brother going


    to do to me? He might be more popr with our father, but I’m still a prince. They won’t harm me.”


    I hoped that he was right, but I’d certainly seen my fair share of Theo’s reactions when he was


    determined to punish someone. I didn’t want to see Prince Warren be the one who got caught up in all


    of that rage.


    When he’d showed up to get me out, I’d tried to convince him to go into the cell and tell the guards I’d


    tricked him when they arrived. Or, I told him I’d pretend that the alleged group of assassins Theo


    thought I worked with had broken me out. He’d said that was ridiculous, and he’d just help me escape.


    At one point, we had run into some guards, but I’d hidden, and when they’d asked if he’d seen me, he


    told them he’d seen a group of moving shadows, and they must be the ones who had broken me out.


    That had been enough to get them to rush away from us, and then, I’d scurried from my hiding ce,


    and we’d taken off again.


    On my back, I wore a pack that Brook had helped Prince Warren pack for me. It had some clothes in it,


    as well as necessities for hygiene and some extra food and water. I’d already drank so much water, I


    thought my stomach might explode, but my body desperately needed it.


    The moon was high overhead, lighting our way. It wasn’t full, but it was bright, and even though I


    wouldn’t have been afraid to be in the woods by myself, I was d that Prince Warren was with me.


    If we needed to, he could shift into his wolf form, and I could climb on his back so we could travel more


    quickly, but he was pretty certain no one would be missing him.


    “It’s not as if my father ever cares where I go,” hemented, not for the first time. I felt bad for him. It


    was clear to me that he was the least appreciated of all of his siblings, at least from his father. It was


    like he was just a spare in case things didn’t pan out with Theo bing the next king.


    It made my stomach twist into knots a bit to think of Theo being king. Someone like Warren would


    make such a better ruler. He was kind and understanding. He would listen to the people and do what


    was necessary to keep everyone safe and happy.


    Theo, on the other hand, would likely just throw everyone into


    the dungeon when he got angry at them….


    “Will they wonder where you are, though?” I asked.


    Warren shook his head. “No, I told my most trusted personal attendants that I was going away to one of


    my summer homes for a while. They believed me, and everyone else will because I’ve never lied about


    it. I’ll get you safely to your packnds, go to spend some time at my summer home, and then return to


    the pce. No one will be suspicious of my absence. They won’t even notice that I’m gone. Believe


    me.”


    I wasn’t sure about that. I could think of at least one other person who might very well notice he was


    gone and call attention to it. But then, if the rumors were that Prince Warren had gone to one of his


    vacation homes, then chances were even Sophia would have to ept it.


    Silence settled around us as we continued to walk. I was careful to watch where I ced my feet with


    each step, and I was starting to get tired. We’d been walking for a while now, and I hadn’t gotten any


    rest in the dungeon. I’d fallen asleep there, but it wasn’t restful.


    “You seem prettyfortable out here in the woods,” Warren said to me.


    He must not remember a thing about me from before. The thought made a nket of sadness settle


    over me for a few moments. “Yeah, I am,” I told him. “Growing up, I’ve spent a great deal of time


    traveling with my parents or in the woods on my own, and the animals always seem to like me.”


    “I noticed that with my brother’s pets as well,” he said. Then, he cleared his throat and said, “You’re a


    special girl, Ciana


    ck.”


    I felt a blush creep up my cheeks as I thanked him. Maybe he didn’t remember who I was before, but


    he knew who I was


    now, and he seemed to like me.


    And that was promising.