Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 583

Chapter 83 : Full Sail Ahead

*Xander*

By the grace of the Goddess, the first person we ran into was Oliver. It had been random–Abigail, Adrian, Sasha, and I were walking through the market square on our way to the palace with little more than the clothes on our backs.

Oliver looked shocked, his face draining of color as he stalked toward us, glancing over each shoulder to make sure no one he knew, I assumed his family, was around to see the group of us together.

If I hadn’t been carrying Sasha in my arms, Oliver would have decked me in the jaw. I knew it; he knew it. We fixed each other with glares so intense that Sasha squirmed and Abigail cleared her throat, looking exceedingly uncomfortable.

“We need to talk–”

“You’re f*****g right,” Oliver ground out, fury blazing behind every single word. He tilted his head toward the edge of the market square where the golden facades of the buildings housing the resorts and restaurants faded into more commercial-type buildings, shadowed by palm trees.

The market square was vibrating with activity, but not because of a celebration, market, or event. Warriors milled about, some in their wolf forms decked out in armor, while lines of young men and women stretched far beyond the square itself.

These people… all of these people–they were signing up to fight.

My heart squeezed in my chest as we cut through line after line of fresh-faced youths, all of them bursting with excitement and pride. I felt helpless. I wanted to reach out to one young man in particular, who looked as though he couldn’t have been more than eighteen, and shake him, telling him to go home, to save his own life.

Oliver led us through the fray and down a long, dimly lit alleyway that opened up to a residential neighborhood of neat townhouses on a palm tree-lined street. He waved us over, silently motioning for us to keep up as we followed him down the street and into a long, curved driveway leading to a stand-alone house with a lush front garden.

“Get inside before anyone sees you,” he growled in a low warning tone as we shuffled inside the house. There was no need to turn on the light in the foyer. Sunlight poured through the windows, glimmering off pale wood finishes and white carpets. Oliver shut the door soundly behind us and turned around.

“Come with me, Sasha,” Abigail said hurriedly as I set the girl down.

Sasha stuck out her bottom lip and reached for me, but I shook my head, giving her an apologetic look as she disappeared around the corner to what appeared to be a sitting room. The furniture in the house was modern and clean-cut, all whites and neutrals. Oliver crossed his arms over his chest, his jaw flexed as he glanced between Adrian and me.

“Where the f**k have you been?” he snarled.

“This is a fine house,” Adrian said, whistling as he rocked on his heels and looked up at the domed ceiling.

“Uh, thanks–”

“Lena is in danger and we need a boat to Breles, now.” I watched Oliver’s face contort with rage as he took in my words, his different-colored eyes shining like blue and gray gems polished to a fine finish.

“What–”

him everything, from the beginning–about Crimson Creek, about the Vampire King, about the Night realm and Henry and the missing women. His face fell further and further as Adrian took over and explained the battle in Cedar Hollow, and what

to get her back before

closing his mouth like a fish. “What

I said through

get you a boat to Breles? Do you see how many people are signing

dad was a captain–a pirate, right?” Adrian said, the corners of his

choked laugh escaping his lips before he

to Breles, is it?” I added, catching Adrian’s drift with a smile. “What was

let you take the Persephone to Breles?

another laugh, his eyes going wide and he

were serious–” but he stopped laughing, his eyes narrowing on

I asked,

“Yeah, I… wait–”

said, slapping his thighs as he stepped toward Oliver, who was too stunned

gasped as Adrian patted him firmly on the back, moving him toward

hates me already,” I said with a wry

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the next day and explain what we were doing, giving us a day’s lead before Lena’s family found out about her situation. It seemed like the best option. She could facilitate our

Troy, was already in Breles with the first fleet of warriors, and Luna Maeve was holding down the fort. We assumed that meant Keaton, the

soon found out that we

truth hitting him as we ran through the city center and into the tropical jungle that cut the palace off from the rest of Avondale. He was willing to help and understood our urgency. There would be no need to tie him to the helm, after all. Apparently,

stories high and modernized with three massive engines. But it was a man-of-war, a ship

and looked down at it. Oliver smirked, crossing his

Adrian laughed, clapping us both on the back as we admired it for a

there’s no

Navy,” Oliver said with certainty, a gleam of mischief replacing the fury that had once danced behind his eyes. “But I was serious

Adrian quipped as we followed Oliver down the bluff and onto

looked to my right and noticed a tall house built in the trees against the cove. Sunlight

his eyes toward the house as he pulled on a rope ladder along the side of the

family,” he answered, and I said nothing further, focusing

minutes, we were on the deck, taking instruction from Oliver as we began to climb the ratlines to let down the

our progress as the mainsail billowed in