Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 147: Ciana, Wake Up!

*Theo*

“Watch out!“ Jake shouted.

I cranked the steering wheel and the car let out a piercing squeak. We barely made the sharp curve on

the road which was next to a cliff.

All the evidence and intel attributed Ciana's abduction to the Ortiz pack.

I sped off again as massive raindrops pelted down on the windshield.

“If you continue to drive like this you'll get us both killed before we even get there!’ Jake tried to reason

with me.

“Shut up!' I roared.

Ciana was missing! How could I afford wasting even one second?

The rain started falling faster and my windshield wipers were on full blast. The roads were slick. I felt

my tires slip a few times and even with my high beams on, I could barely see 10 feet ahead of me.

I swerved to miss a massive puddle and hit a muddy patch. Mud splattered the windshield and I

slammed the brakes on. My car skidded to a halt. My knuckles were white around the steering wheel.

I glanced at Jake and saw him holding onto his "oh-shit" bar for dear life, his face pale.

“That was insane..."

“Road is blocked. We'll get out and run from here," I said as I shifted. Behind me, Jake had shifted too.

Without any more delay, we ran through the rain. I knew my way to Ortiz pack and a little storm

wouldn't stop me.

My paws squelched in the mud and cold rain pelted me but it didn't slow me down.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Why did I pull back the security details around her!? What the fuck was I thinking about!? Why the fuck

did I think that it was good to let her enjoy life without bodyguards?!

I'd never forgive myself forthat stupid decision.

‘Alpha! Slow down. We have to think about this,' Jake warned through the mindlink.

'If it was Brook, would you hesitate?' I asked back in the mindlink.

Jake growled behind me.

‘No, probably not. But this is Ortiz Pack. All of this feels like a trap. It was too easy to track them down.'

I shook my fur again and ignored his worries.

"It doesn't matter. This is Ciana!'

If Ortiz Pack wanted a fight, they were going to get one. Their Alpha was dead and they had no Luna.

Whoever was left in that mangy, run down pack had no strength to stand against me and Alpha Soren

Black.

Soren would meet us at Ortiz Pack to save his daughter.

My heart raced in my chest with more than the exertion of running. Ciana was in trouble. She was

vulnerable and helpless without her memories. If she couldn't remember anything from her life at the

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palace, she definitely wouldn't remember anything about Luther or Ortiz Pack.

What could they possibly want from her?

Most likely and hopefully their target was me and Ciana was a lure for them. They knew I'd come as

long as they had Ciana.

It was impossible to know what they were trying to do. I doubted that Alpha Soren had advertised that

his daughter lost her memory. The ones that took her might not even know how vulnerable she was,

which just put her in more danger.

I glanced up at the sky. Even through the thick storm clouds I could see a glimmer of silver light

pushing through.

The Moon Goddess was always there watching over us.

I needed her right now. Ciana needed her right now. Silently, I said a prayer to the Moon Goddess,

begging her to keep Ciana safe.

My strength and speed rivaled Jake's, so I pulled ahead of him as we neared Ortiz Pack.

'Alpha!' he called to me through the mind link. 'We should wait for backup.'

Tm not waiting,' I insisted.

‘Then at least wait for Alpha Soren. He's the one she remembers. We have other warriors coming. We

don’t know what kind of force is waiting."

I snorted, ignoring Jake's pleas.

The reinforcements would arrive when they got there but I wasn't slowing down. I couldn't let Ciana be

hurt or influenced by them.

I hated thinking of her in terms of someone that was vulnerable because she was one of the strongest

people I knew. She'd overcome everything that was thrown at her. But she was at a disadvantage

without her memories and I knew my enemies would exploit that to all ends.

The Ortiz mansion loomed in front of me. Rain splattered against the driveway, the stone steps, and the

marble walls. There were outside lights but they hardly cut through the pounding rain.

The front doors opened and someone stumbled out, their arms looped around their stomach.

Immediately, I shifted back to human.

I'd planned ahead, strapping a pair of gloves and sweats to my leg before shifting. I threw them on

quickly, but they were soaked almost immediately.

The person stumbled again and her scent wafted to me through the rain.

Ciana!

She staggered again and I rushed toward her, catching her just before she hit the ground.

“Ciana!“ I held her against my chest tightly.

Based on her scent and how she felt in my arm, it was her. Thank the Goddess!

However, she didn't respond to me. I looked at her face and noticed that her eyes were distant and

unfocused.

A chill ran down my spine.

I looked her over and she didn't seem injured. What was wrong with her?

“Ciana, talk to me. What did they do to you?" I asked, shaking her slightly.

Ciana gasped and her eyes locked on mine.

“Theo..."

"Yes, I'm here, okay? Did they hurt you?" I asked, looking her over again. I didn't smell any blood on

her. She looked a little pale but she wasn't acting like she was injured or in pain. She was acting

disoriented.

I looked into her eyes, wondering if someone had drugged her.

'King Theo?" she asked in a strained voice. Her body was shivering and her teeth were chattering.

'Yes, it is me... Dammit, I need to get you somewhere dry. Come this way!"

I wasn't sure whether she was able to walk, so I planned to just carry her, but she pushed me away and

stared at me.

'I'm... okay. I'm... this is where I... belong,’ she said, her voice broken, her eyes confused.

“Goddess, I'm just glad you're okay! Let’s get you dried off and warmed up," I insisted. The Ortiz

mansion was the closest place we could go to get dry and warm. I knew that no one in there would be

able to stop me.

"Aren't you curious about why I'm here? Why do I want you here?" Ciana asked.

I rubbed my gloved hand against her arms to keep her warm. Was she delirious because of the cold

and rain?

"We can talk about that later. First, I need to get you somewhere safe and somewhere dry," I insisted,

looking around again.

"I'm here because I am the Luna of Ortiz Pack," she muttered.

"What!?“ I gasped, looking down at the woman half cradled in my arms. "What are you talking about?’

I frowned. Things may be way more complicated than I thought.

Her eyes were wide. Judging by her look, she really believed what she was saying.

That fucking Luther and his Shadow!!

I took a couple deep breaths and lowered my voice, so that I didn't sound furious. If she wasn't clear

headed, the last thing I wanted to do was scare her.

"Ciana, you're not the Luna of Ortiz Pack. You're the daughter of Alpha Soren Black of Alvar Pack. Who

told you that you were the Luna?"

“No one had to tell me, I saw it! I remembered it!" she cried, pounding her palm to her chest.

"Remembered?" I asked, creasing my brow. "Ciana..."

What the hell was going on?

The first time she was here, she was sent by Raymond as part of Luther's plan. She'd stayed at the

mansion for a brief time while I was around, but she'd never had a romantic relationship with Luther.

In fact, she made it a point to show me that because she'd had to pretend to get along with him to get

close to him.

I ground my teeth together and clenched my fists at my sides. Whatever Ciana was going through, it

didn't matter. We could sort that out later. Right now, I just wanted to get her out of here before we put

ourselves in more danger than we were already in.

'Ciana, I don't know what witchcraft this is, but you don't belong here. You never did and you never

will."

'That's just what you want me to think! You can't trick me. I've seen the truth in the crystal,’ she insisted,

tears brimming her eyes.

“If you don't believe me, you should at least believe your father," I tried to reason with her. "He's on his

way."

"Father... who is my father...?" Confusion flashed on her face and she seemed to be trying to

remember. Then she cried. "Ahhh! My head hurts! It hurts a lot!"

She wrapped her hands around her head and she started to shake her head vigorously. Soon after, her

eyes were wild and bloodshot.

She jumped back and shook her head at me. "Don't touch me! You don't get to touch me! Not after you

killed my beloved!"

"Your beloved?" I asked. I pressed my palm to my forehead and shook my head. Her delusion was

getting more and more convoluted.

I had to strain to hear Ciana’s voice in the crashing rain, and then the ear-splitting crack of thunder

subsequently drowned out any sound around us.

Part of me knew this had to be a horrible dream. There was no better explanation. Maybe I’d fallen into

a messed up Moonlit Crystal dream.

“You killed Luther!" Ciana cried, pointing accusingly at me.

"Yes, I did, because he was a very, very bad man that tried to destroy the entire world," I tried to

explain. I had no idea what else to say except to agree with the things that were true.

“You killed my beloved, my mate and my Alpha..."

"Ciana, stop that! That's not true! You're no one's Luna. You are Ciana Black!"

"King Theo...” she murmured a sentence but I couldn't hear it properly.

"Fuck! What did they do to you? Wake up!"

The expression on her face told me that she was in serious pain and I was heartbroken watching her

suffer.

"King... Theo..." she continued to murmur.

"I'm here. Ciana, wake up!" I shook her slightly.

She stared at me and said again. "King Theo... must..."

I leaned closer to hear her clearly.

A bright white lightning tore the sky and I saw a flash of silver fly across the front of me.

In Ciana's hand was a knife. The next moment I knew, it slammed into my chest.

White hot pain shot down my spine and my arm. Warm blood covered my chest and mixed with rain,

getting runny and covering me with crimson.

I stared at the knife, blinking.

The thunder of the earlier lightenig finally arrived but I was still able to hear the entire sentence that she

had been saying.

"King Theo must die!"