Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder
Chapter 608
Chapter 608
THE MAGIC BOOK
*Lena*
Time passed in a blur of mingled stillness and impossible activity. I spent much of my days in Winter Forest sitting in the library at the castle, snuggled in a plush blanket and flannel pajamas while I stared blankly at the same page of the same book I’d been trying to read for nearly a week.
I knew I wouldn’t hear from Xander for a while, likely a very long time if I was being honest with myself. Mom did her best to lift my spirits. On the third day after Xander and Oliver left, she started reading aloud to me in the confines of the library from books I’d loved from my childhood spent running wild in this territory.
Maeve joined in on the fourth day, sitting with her long legs draped over my mother’s lap as she rested her head on the armrest and stared at the ceiling with the same blank expression I wore on my own face. All three of her sons, my cousins, were in Breles. Her husband, her mate, was there too. Her brother, my father, would be fighting beside them all.
We just didn’t know when the first thundering of war would sound, and every minute waiting was a cruel game of what-ifs.
Grandma Rosalie was the one who kept us fed and warm while we holed up in the library. Snow fell heavily outside the frosted windows as cart after cart of tea was wheeled in, though often left untouched, untasted.
On the fifth day, Grandma joined us in the “depression nest,” wrapping a thick blanket around her shoulders as she settled on the couch next to me, resting her hand against my knee.
But on the sixth day, my grandpa came to the library, and our self-pity party was forced to an abrupt end.
“This is getting ridiculous,” he grumbled, easing himself into an armchair with a view of all four of us.
“Why? I thought you’d enjoy a break from all of us women,” Maeve yawned, twirling a lock of her red hair around her finger.
“Every blanket in the castle is currently in the library,” he continued, motioning toward the twin couches we had claimed, which faced each other with a coffee table in between, which was currently littered with books. The spell book sat on top of the strewn books, its leather cover shimmering in the reflection of the fire. We’d taken turns flipping through the pages, looking for something, anything, substantial, but had found nothing.
“Leave us be, Ethan,” Grandma smiled softly.
Grandpa furrowed his brow, looking at us one by one. Maeve narrowed her eyes at him, sizing him up.
“Don’t look at us like that, Dad.”
“Why not? You’re all acting like infants.”
“You know for a fact that if I had a choice, I’d be in Breles with the rest of the armies, not wasting my years of warrior training trying to figure out what I’m meant to do with this!” she waves her hand toward the book for emphasis, then tucked her hand back under her blanket, scowling. “I hate that I’m not there.”
“Me too,” I agreed, and Grandpa settled his gaze on me. He’d been filled in on the situation when he returned to Winter Forest two days ago, after a long trip from Breles with a stop in Mirage. All of the Alphas were congregating in Breles, where news of new night attacks was starting to trickle in from the westernmost packs in Findali.
vampires yet, though. They hadn’t found the
the pack lands, mostly retired Alphas who’d passed down their titles, or high ranking men and women tasked with forming
an elder now, and a very opinionated one
and then you can go, Maeve,” he said, crossing his arms over
in, casting Grandpa a long look. “We
the High
not a bad idea. Monica has been helpful in a lot of different ways. Maybe she can grant us access to
meeting with Mara, one of the refugees from Dianny and the younger sister of none other than Tasia, when she had been overseeing the investigation of Morhan University and their damning misconduct involving the safety
tell them the
is already spreading about what’s being seen in the rural villages in Findali. Rumors are spreading. Oliver,
Xander?” I asked hurriedly. Grandpa nodded,
he was preparing to head south for Egoren, with his Beta. He brought
feet. I got tangled in the blankets
I didn’t
flood of relief wash over me. Xander was leaving Breles. He was going to Egoren. He’d be safe, at least for a little while longer. I wondered if Abigail had gone with him, and then prayed that she had. Maybe Adrian would force her to stay in Egoren, out
watched her. Even after over forty years together, there was still a flicker of longing in
asked Grandma, “is she still coming to
asked with a laugh. “Yes. Why
for her to play with, the one that the boys used to love. She looked
sat still for a moment as I was hit with a sudden realization that,
Did she tell you about her history?” I asked my mom and Maeve,
Mom, the two
a deep breath, choking on a laugh. “Clare’s a seer. Her mother was Lycennian.
***
a wide circle around the table the book was sitting on, her eyes narrowed into slits. Sasha was playing in the dining hall just across the foyer from
anything at all. But she could feel things, which seemed significant to me, since we’d looked and looked through the book and were obviously missing
she shook her head. She was dressed in a cream colored turtleneck sweater and jeans, and had the same scowl on her face that I remembered her by. She hadn’t bothered
pursed her lips, taking a step toward the book with her hand overstretched, then pulled her hand away,
is. There’s some kind of… barrier around it. It hurts to even come
said.
you see
toward the book. “Open it for
stepped forward and opened it to the title page. Clare stepped forward, her jaw
was incredibly small, almost hard
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