Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder by Alice Knightsky
Chapter – 97 The Lady With White Hair
“Ro, all the boxes were unloaded, come in and check it out!” Seraphine led me to the house, and I was so excited to finally have my own home!
I couldn’t believe that I had a place to live, independent of anyone else— It didn’t belong to my father, it wasn’t in Ethan’s pack or James’s castle, and it wasn’t right next to Soren’s house.
This was mine…. I had worked hard, and I’d earned it! Granted that it was purchased by Soren, but nevertheless, I was able to at least cover the rent.
Ethan had made it beautiful already. On top of that, I had so much fun decorating the nursery with Seraphine. We continued to take items out of boxes and put them on the shelves for my baby.
“This lamp is pretty,” Seraphine said. “Did you pick it up when you were shopping with Mr. Soren?”
“I did,” I said as I took it from her. It was a bright yellow boat that I thought would look nice for a boy or a girl.
“Speaking of Mr. Soren, he said he would be over tomorrow afternoon.” Seraphine informed me.
I knew Soren must be busy with work. He was already helpful enough to have his men move everything for me. “Sounds good. That’ll give me time to prepare a celebration dinner!” I smiled, “But first of all, let’s get the nursery ready.”
Walking in the house, every room I was in, my mind went to Ethan. I was excited, not only because this was my space, but also because Ethan would be here.
I went to the closest to finish hanging the baby’s clothes up. Picking up a tiny outfit and putting it on a hanger made me think about the closet in my bedroom. I thought to myself, “When Ethan is here, I’ll have to make room for all of his things.” The closet in my bedroom was large, so all of our clothes should fit together.
I could imagine what it would be like to walk into the closet and see his suits hanging there. Would it smell like him in there? If I closed my eyes, I could smell him, that strong, masculine, musky scent that reminded me of the forest.
I wouldn’t mind if my clothes smelled a little like his.
“This baby sure has a lot of belongings already for someone who hasn’t been born yet,” Seraphine said with a chuckle.
She was straightening some toys on a shelf.
“I know. That’s because this baby is so well-loved,” I replied, wrapping my hands around my bell.
Finishing hanging the clothes in the closet I looked around the room. As I worked through the pile of tiny clothing, I imagined myself folding Ethan’s clothing and putting them in a drawer. I’d match his socks and fold his briefs. That brought a blush to my face, and I had to glance over my shoulder to see if Seraphine was looking.
Thankfully, she wasn’t. She was still playing with the toys, putting them on the shelf.
I imagined Ethan playing with the baby, sitting on the floor, driving those trains and cars around. If the baby was a girl, maybe he would even play dolls with her.
I smiled, stifling a giggle so that Seraphine wouldn’t ask me any questions, and moved on.
I moved to a stack of children’s books that were sitting on the floor. They just needed to be picked up and put on the shelf, something Seraphine had been doing earlier, but she’d gotten distracted for some reason.
I lowered myself down to the ground and started shelving the books, but then I thought about what sort of books Ethan might want in the house. Did he bring any with him? Would we need a bookshelf in the living room for our books in the living room? The idea of having Ethan’s books in the house brought a smile to my lips. I just wanted him here.
As I sat there, listening to Seraphine hum a cheerful song, I thought about Ethan. Would I be able to meet him later?
We could live here, on the island, together, in this house, but would he leave King James and all of his responsibilities behind for me?
Then something on the floor caught my attention. I picked it out from the pile of the children’s books and realized that it was a half-opened necklace locket.
“Seraphine,” I called her name, recognizing that she normally wore it. No wonder she seemed distracted. She must have been looking for it. As I was about to hand it over to her, the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of what was inside.
It was a regal woman with long, white hair wearing a crown.
“Oh, you found it for me, Ro. Thank you!” Seraphine walked over, and she seemed relieved.
“Ro?” Seraphine’s voice jarred me back to reality.
I blinked a few times. “Yes, Seraphine. Oh, here you go.”
“You seem lost in thought” Seraphine took it over. “Are you okay? “
“Uh… yes, don’t worry.” I didn’t know what to say.
She looked at the locket and asked softly, “Dear, was there something wrong with the locket?”
I shook my head and smiled at her, “No, nothing’s wrong. Just the lady in your locket reminds me of my mother.” Seraphine kneeled down next to me. Her tone was a little rushed. “How so?”
There was an unusual thrill in her voice.
I think probably because the one in the locket had significant meaning to her, but I didn’t want to pry.
I explained, “My mother also had beautiful white hair.”
Seraphine seemed surprised. However, she nodded in understanding and didn’t ask further questions. She knew I lost my mother when I was young, and therefore being as considerate as she always was, she wouldn’t continue to stay on the topic.
She put the locket necklace back on and helped me stand up, saying, “Those who have passed will be there to guide us and protect us. Don’t be sad, dear.”
I smiled at her with appreciation. “Thank you, Seraphine.”
The afternoon flew away before we knew it.
“You must be exhausted,” Seraphine said after the last of the boxes were unpacked. She was a huge help and fun, but it was tiring regardless.
I smiled at her. My body was also telling me that I was weary and probably needed to rest, but the anticipation of seeing Ethan soon had me on pins and needles.
I just knew he would have to come and see me on the first day at my new house.
“Thank you so much for coming and helping me move,” I told Seraphine, ushering her to the front door.
“Of course. I had lots of fun too. I’ll come back tomorrow to check on you. We shall have a good celebration tomorrow.” She smiled and left with a quick goodnight.
I watched her leave and then headed back to my room.
Because I insisted that I didn’t need that many guards around me, Soren only left two guards with me. They never came into my house without getting my permission ahead of time. That would allow me enough privacy to see Ethan undetected. I felt butterflies stirring in my stomach.
I decided to take a nice warm shower. My limbs were a little sore, but I wasn’t ready to lie down yet. As the water rolled off my skin, I remembered how I had felt the first time I was waiting for Ethan to enter the Luna suite, back at his home. Only back then, I was merely a breeder to Ethan.
Now, I was the woman he cared for- at least that was what he tried to persuade me to believe.
Thinking about him had my heart beating fast and my abdomen clenching in ways it hadn’t in months.
I needed to be with him. My body was calling out for him. I hoped it wouldn’t take long for him to get here. Of course, I simply wanted to see him, to speak to him, to wrap my arms around him. However, by the time I put on a slinky little dress and a lacy bra and panties, I was so embarra*s*sed that my face was burning. I didn’t even know why I did that. Maybe it had been far too long since Ethan and I had been together. I longed for his touch….
Taking a deep breath, I walked around the new house, wondering how he would get here. Only a couple of guards were hanging around out front, but it still made me nervous. I knew there was a tunnel somewhere in the house, but as we were moving in, I hadn’t seen any traces of it.
An hour went by. The night grew darker. I became more restless.
I decided to open the window in the living room. It was our old signal, the one I’d used to let him know I was expecting him.
Was he waiting for that? I had no idea, but it was worth the try.
Standing there for a few moments, I breathed in the salty ocean air and let it wash over my skin, hoping it would cool me. But I still felt the heated thoughts of Ethan ignited in me.
Another hour went by, and the night wore on.
I decided I needed to go lie down. He had gifted me with such a beautiful space. I may as well use it. With a deep breath, I turned around to walk into the bedroom and was greeted by a hulky shadow filling up most of the doorway from the dining room into the hall that led to the bedrooms.
At first I was a bit startled, but then, I caught his scent and knew for certain it was Ethan without even having to see his face.
He moved toward me, and a beam of moonlight illuminated his features, highlighting his strong jaw and causing his eyes to glow.
“Ethan…” I whispered, moving quickly across the room to him.
He spread his arms wide for me, and his strong grip enveloped me.
I’d never felt safer in my life. I’d never felt more at home.
“You’re late,” I whispered into his muscular chest. I knew I must sound whiny.
He chuckled, “Sorry, my love.”
My love… I heard my heart thumping.
He caressed my cheek, and I looked up at him.
He smiled at me, his thumb stroking my face for a moment before he lowered his head, and his warm mouth met mine. He tasted of mint, and as his tongue danced along with mine, I reached up to thread my fingers through his hair, stretching up on my tiptoes to press my mouth against his.
Ethan continued to kiss me, deeply at first, but then slowly, carefully, as if he was savoring every moment of being in my presence, and I couldn’t help but kiss him back. He had never been like this before. He’d never been so tender, so sweet.
I wanted more of him. I wanted all of him. But he stopped, and I was so disappointed.
“I’m sorry… I told you I would give you time. I just couldn’t help it.” He took a deep breath, and I could tell he was fighting back his desire.
My face was still burning from the kiss, and I really wanted to tell him that he didn’t need to….
We both grew silent for a moment. Then I cleared my throat, “Um… would you like to see what I’ve done with the house?”
Ethan smiled at me. “I’m sure that everything you’ve done is lovely.”
I was excited to show Ethan the place I’d come to call home.
I led him into the nursery. “This is the baby’s room,” I told him.
“It looks great!” His eyes traveled over the fine cherry wood furniture I’d picked out for our child, as well as the decorations on the walls and all of the books on the shelves. Then, he looked at the baby blanket I’d made that was draped over the side of the crib. “You made this, didn’t you?”
I felt a little shy about my handiwork. “I wanted the baby to have something from its mother.” Ethan smiled at me and pulled me close. “He or she is the luckiest baby in the whole world to have you as the mother.
I looked at him wide eyed, “He or she?”
Ethan looked at me, all I could tell was tenderness in his eyes. “He or she, it doesn’t matter.” Ethan said it didn’t matter whether the baby was a boy or girl…he didn’t care! I was so happy. My heart melted and tears welled up.
His smooth palm caressed my cheek, and his warm, minty breath fanned across my face. Tingles of electricity prickled up my spine as I stared into his crystal-clear eyes.
I was totally lost in his gaze, and without even thinking, I heard myself ask, bedroom?”