Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder
Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 557
Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 557
Chapter 57 : A Double Wedding?
*Lena*
Hanna of Red Lakes, the Luna Queen of Valoria, my mother, was the most emotionally controlled person I’d ever known.
And as her eyes grazed over the faded mark above my breast, the wound already healed and a muted white against my skin, her face didn’t change. She was expressionless, and her eyes gave me no hint of what she was thinking.
Her calmness in chaos used to infuriate me. Both of my parents were that way, although my father did have a flair for the dramatics from time to time. Mom? No. Even now, she remained stoic and unbothered.
Several moments passed before her eyes met mine again. I swallowed against the lump in my throat, tears threatening to spill from my eyes as she reached a hand out to cup my cheek.
“Why?” she asked so softly I had to read her lips instead of registering her words.
“I don’t know,” I whispered back, then hung my head in shame.
She walked over to me, tilting my chin with her fingers so I was looking into her face. “He didn’t say anything to any of us about it,” she replied.
She knelt on the ground before me, her voice a lullaby against the agony ripping through my heart. That tether that bound me to Xander went taunt for the first time since I’d left Morhan, searing through my body as I let my true feelings bubble to the surface of my mind.
“He said he wouldn’t,” I choked. “He said it was something for me to do, if I chose to. I didn’t… I loved him. Love… still do. But it hurts, Mom. Is it–is it supposed to hurt this bad?”
My makeup was running. I sniffled as she pulled me off the stool and into her chest, holding me like I was only a child and not a full-grown adult. She ran her hand over my back in a soothing motion that made me want to do nothing more than curl up in bed and listen as she read the book of folklore that always sat on my bedside table back home in Mirage.
“I’m so sorry,” I sobbed, but she shook her head and shushed me.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. This was your decision to make–”
“I have no control over it, Mom. My emotions, everything is just–”
She pulled away from me and reached behind me for a tissue from the box on the vanity, lighting dabbing at my eyes. She gave me a kind, comforting smile.
and I swallowed back the frustration that coursed through my body like a
prickle, and I folded them in the lap, biting my lip so hard I tasted
like I could rip the world in half if I wanted to. Like, I could do it. I can feel it.” It was the brutal, honest truth. Whatever I’d done to Slate in the alley was only a glimpse of what power I knew I had within
mine even though I’d broken away from her gaze. If anyone knew
mother had been something called a Dream Dancer, someone capable of traveling to what she called the “Spirit Realm,”
Before she was my mother, Hanna
her to use them.
dance. I could do much, much
she asked in the steadiest of voices, her
done with them, besides blast Slate into oblivion,
told her about the alley, which led to a lengthy explanation about who Slate was and how Xander had confronted him that fateful day on my way to class, a moment that had been a catalyst
it… I couldn’t bring myself to tell her about Crimson Creek.
some way, I just knew in my bones that what happened in Crimson Creek was
the force of my power against Slate had nearly killed me, but the blood root had
of him, which sent a jolt
about everything? What if that mysterious man from my darkest nightmare was my mate, and he was trying to
up at her. She was still kneeling in front of me, her hands
fingers. Soft, white rose petals fell from the palm of my hands and drifted down onto the floor where they quickly wilted, turning to ashen dust before
a serious note as she stroked my wrists, her touch cooling the fire
“You dream danced?”
it wasn’t… I was ill when I had it. I couldn’t make
in to press her forehead against
knew this
trump everything else–my degree, my career, my mate…. The mark had no meaning in terms
I whispered, feeling nothing
into her eyes. “I know it’s not what you want, but Rosalie… your grandmother. She’s the
and the look of absolute heartbreak
she breathed, looking as though she were about to cry herself. “I never
between us–a mother and daughter, the same as she’d been with her own mother, long ago now. I’d never known her mother, a woman named Leera. She’d been a Lycennian woman, stolen away
wondered if my mom had ever had a similar conversation with her
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