Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 479
Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 479
Chapter 137: A Ring in My Pocket
*Warren*
After Luther was dead, things settled down quickly. All of his former allies of Shadow vowed loyalty to
King Theo and the battlefields were cleaned up so fast that it was almost like it never happened. Any
concerns or doubts they’d had about Theo being like Sebastian were put to rest.
Minimal loss of lives. They did it. Theo and Ciana did it.
Forthose whose homes and packs were destroyed by Sebastian, Theo sent a lot of aid to their
territories to help them rebuild their packs. They were also given the option of joining other packs if they
felt there were no homes for them to return to.
Theo offered all the rebuilding and relocation assistance he could.
A lot of the ex-Shadow members, aka victims of Sebastian’s deeds over the years, had to re-find their
ce in the world.
Just like me.
***
We’d held Maggie’s funeral in the royal cemetery a couple of weeks ago. Theo had insisted, even
though she wasn’t blood rted to the crown. I was grateful for the effort he put in, holding a grand
funeral ceremony, worthy of a princess.
It had been a gray, solemn day, though, and my heart still ached with her absence.
I’d wanted to help Theo with the funeral arrangements, but he’d insisted on doing it all. so that I could
have some time to mourn.
“Warren, leave this to me. This is the least I could do for Maggie. Also, it helps to take my mind off
Ciana as well,’’ he told me. He’d run himself ragged and there were a few days where I thought he
might actually reach his breaking point with how much he had going on.
Standing before Maggie’s grave, I leaned down to ce a fresh rose on her gravestone.
“I miss you every day. I don’t think that will ever go away,” I muttered. I traced the letters of her name
with the rose petals.
Theo had nted white flowers on the grave mound and they were just starting to bloom. I thought it
was a very thoughtful gesture toward her.
“We have a lot of work to do to make the kingdom safe and stable again. It is work we wouldn’t even be
able to do without your sacrifice, so, thank you,” I said. Sighing, I let the rose rest across her name. “I
know I’ve beening by every day, but things are going to get pretty busy now. I might not be by as
often. Hopefully, you don’t resent me forthat.”
I smiled and pressed my fingers to my lips, then ced them on the cold, gray stone. Ast parting kiss
for my beloved twin sister.
“At least, where you are, you can watch over me and Theo. Don’t be afraid to tell us when we are
acting like idiots,” I said. I chuckled to myself.
“Prince Warren?” Someone called to me from across the cemetery.
Sighing heavily, I let my head fall back on my shoulders. I wasn’t even a prince anymore. Why did they
keep calling me that?
I turned to see Beta Jake striding toward me. He looked very professional, all business.
“Prince Warren, the head of Internal Affairs, Alistair, has a meeting with you in ten minutes. There is
also a budget waiting for your approval. Simon, the head of Treasury, would also like to go over how
they n to use that fund to rebuild the packs,” he exined.
“You know I’m not a prince anymore, right? I’m just a regr citizen. You can call me Warren,” I
reminded him as we walked back to the pce.
“King Theo insists you are still his brother and he wishes you to keep your title. He says it is both an
honor and a burden,” Jake replied politely.
I sighed and nodded. “Yes, it is at that.”
“He’s asked that you oversee the meetings with Alistair and Simon to make sure his wishes are carried
out,” he told me.
I remembered I was struggling to find my ce or figure out what my life would be like after Maggie’s
death and after everything ended when Theo told me to remain his brother and stay to help out.
I epted it with appreciation but didn’t expect that he also asked the court to keep my title, along with
the responsibilities that came with it.
All I could say was that Theo’s job description for a prince was very different from Sebastian’s. I’d never
been busier in my whole life. Well, after he put me through a 24/7
therapy called “working nonstop”, I no longer could spare even a few seconds to be sentimental.
“I’ll be right there,” I assured.
Simon and Alistair were waiting for me in Sebastian’s old office. Theo kept his own office and I was
landed with the former, psychotic king’s.
Already, I’d had the thing gutted and redecorated. I didn’t want any reminders of Sebastian hanging
around.
“What can I do for Internal Affairs?” I asked Alistair.
“We have some documents that need final approval. There are a few Alphas and Luther loyalists that
have been reluctant to vow their loyalty. I’m asking for additional resources to investigate them and
make sure they aren’t stirring up trouble now that one rebellion has been stopped,” Alistair said, cing
the papers on my desk.
I scanned them quickly to make sure there was no mention of aggression, detainment, or otherwise
using the power of the crown, or Theo’s name, to harm them or force them intopliance.
“Have your investigators send regr reports back on their findings and wait for further instructions
after we review their reports,” I told him firmly.
“Yes, of course, Prince Warren,” Alistair agreed.
I signed the documents and handed them back. He left and Simon handed over the pack rebuilding
budget.
It was a very thick packet of papers that took longer than I wanted to scan through.
“The budget seems sound,” I said with a nod. I put my signature at the end of it and handed it back.
“Thank you. Is there any chance for some leeway?” Simon asked.
“If you need additional funds, clear it with me or King Theo first”
“I will.”
Afterward, I stared at the hill of other paperwork I needed to ground through before the end of the day.
After a sigh, I picked up the one from the top. I gotta start from somewhere, right?
15 hourster, I was finally able to put away thest file. Before Jake could squeeze in another meeting
before midnight, I headed to Theo and Ciana’s room.
Since the day of the battle, Ciana had been unconscious. Whether it was because of the massive
amounts of blood she lost, or that Theo’s power had sucked her life out, we didn’t know.
All that was clear was that she wasn’t waking up.
She hadn’t moved, hadn’t uttered a sound. Dottie was tending to her every day but she didn’t have any
answers either.
When I got to the room, Dottie was leaning over Ciana, checking her pulse, while Theo was pacing
against the wall.
He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, and he probably hadn’t. Between worrying over Ciana and trying
to handle at least equal amounts of work as mine, if not more, it was a miracle he was still able to keep
his eyes open and function like a person.
He hadn’t risked touching her since she’d passed out. Brook had been taking care of her primarily
since Theo couldn’t. However, he hadn’t left her side and hovered over her.
Again, I couldn’t me him.
“How is she?” I asked, moving to Ciana’s side. I sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand. Her skin
felt so cold and mmy.
Dottie stared at us, eyes wide, as if she couldn’t believe what she found. My heart sank.
Thest thing any of us wanted to hear was bad news about Ciana.
“Speak, Dottie!” Theo demanded. “Is everything okay? Is she okay?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. She is okay,” Dottie replied patiently, not offended by her king’s rushed tone, “Now
that she’s recovered from the worst of it and her injuries are healing, I am confident that she is going to
wake up. I’ve been monitoring her blood pressure, her pulse, and her blood cell counts. Everything is
stabilizing.”
Both Theo and Brook let out a sigh of relief. Then Brook suggested, “Your Majesty, since Ciana’s
situation is stable, why don’t you get some rest? You haven’t slept in three days.”
I nced at Theo, who shook his head. “I’m fine.”
I noticed that he could barely look at Ciana. He was probably driving himself crazy with guilt over what
had happened. It wasn’t his fault. How could he know that at that exact moment, Ciana would start
being affected by his power?
I backed Brook up. “Come on, Theo. If you look all insane when she wakes up, you’re going to scare
her. Besides, how do you n to take care of her if you’re exhausted? It is better to sleep now while
she is also sleeping.”
“Ciana’s body is recovering for sure,” Dottie also assured Theo, “And I agreed with Brook and Warren
that you need some rest. Your Majes-“
“If that’s the case, why isn’t she awake, then?” Theo interrupted her. With minimal rest, Theo definitely
wasn’t asposed as he usually was.
“Sometimes, the mind needs time toe back on its own. Rest assured, King Theo, Ciana will wake
up. It is only a matter of time. And I-“
“Then why did you look so surprised earlier?”
Dottie let out a heavy sigh, and said in her soothing tone and well-paced speed again, “Your Majesty, I
have been trying to tell you but you kept interrupting me and distracting me.”
This time none of us interrupted the conversation, and we waited for Dottie to continue.
She took her time and turned to Theo, looking him straight in the eye. She held his gaze and I could
see how ufortable he was.
“What is it?” he asked, wouldn’t wait any longer.
Then a smile crept up Dottie’s face and she grinned warmly, a twinkle in her eye.
She revealed, “King Theo, you’re going to be a father. Miss ck is pregnant. Congrattions!”
***
*Theo*
Pregnant?
I stared at Dottie, who packed up and left after confirming the news again, leaving the rest of us still
dumbfounded.
Had I heard her right?
Pregnant?
I nced at Ciana, pale and unconscious on the bed. I couldn’t help but think that I was the culprit who
caused her misery, at least partially. What if I could never touch her again? What kind of future would
we have? Ciana would never be safe with me again.
And a baby? A child would definitely not be safe with me! Would I even be able to hold my own child
without putting him or her at risk?
I looked down at my hands, which were gloved, and wondered what having a child would mean.
If I couldn’t touch her, would Ciana even want to be with me? I liked to think that our connection went
beyond just physical and that we had real feelings for each other.
She was still a person and most people required physical closeness when they needed to beforted
or supported, when they were sad or upset. Would it be selfish of me to stay with her knowing that I’d
never be able to fulfill that need?
Could we even be a family? I thought about any child I might have. If they inherited my power, they’d
be condemned to the same lonely, terrifying existence I’d suffered. My father had the power, he’d
passed it to me. There was no denying that it was in all of our blood.
Would Ciana resent me if our child had that power? She’d never be able to hug or hold her own child
without worrying she’d get the life sucked out of her. And it would be my fault.
Ciana wasn’t even awake yet and I was already considering all the reasons we couldn’t be together
anymore. The best way to handle this was to wait for her to recover. We could talk about what it all
meant for us and our child.
As worried as I was about her and our future together, underneath it all, there was something else
fluttering in my chest. It was the smallest sliver of hope, but I was almost overwhelmed by the
happiness it brought.
I was going to be a father!
If it wasn’t because of our undefined future and the fact that the woman of my life was still lying
unconsciously next to me, I could totally bounce off the ground and scream to the world about the
news!
When Sebastian was alive, I hated the idea of giving him what he wanted. Now that he was out of the
picture, I was realizing for the first time that being a father could be so joyful yet terrifying at the same
time!
Then the dark cloud of our uncertain future re-entered my mind.
I stuffed my hand in my pocket and there was the smooth, metal ring I’d been carrying around. My n
was to propose to Ciana once Luther was defeated. I would ask her to be my queen.
Now, it felt like it was weighing a million pounds and I didn’t even know whether I had the courage to
touch it.
Despite the fact that she was pregnant with my child, if I couldn’t be what she needed, if I couldn’t
touch her or protect her from myself, was it the right thing to propose to her?
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Suddenly, movement on the bed caught my eye.
Ciana’s finger wiggled. She let out a deep sigh and muttered, “Water…”