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Chapter 632

CHAPTER 132 : A NEW WHITE QUEEN

*Xander*

Maeve walked toward us, a beaming smile stretching across her face. She was dressed casually in a pair of pale blue gym shorts and a T-shirt, her hair knotted in a large bun on the top of her head. Lena looked surprised to see her, which I found odd.

“I decided to stop here on my way to Winter Forest,” Maeve said as she pulled Lena into a hug. “I’ll be back before the baby is born; I promise. I’m catching a flight to Winter Forest after dinner tonight.”

“You’re leaving so soon?” Lena was disappointed, I could tell. I’d just arrived, so I had no idea who was currently staying in the castle. Lena’s surprised expression told me Maeve had just arrived, and likely while we were talking with Carly and Lincoln.

“I have a few things I need to discuss with your grandma. Plus, Troy is meeting me there. I finally convinced him to leave Breles for a few weeks and take a break.”

“Has he not been back to Avondale?” I asked, and Maeve shook her head.

“No, not at all. Will has been standing in as Alpha for over two months now,” she replied.

An odd feeling settled in my stomach and I glanced at Lena for confirmation that something was up. I felt the change radiating off of Maeve already. She was… relaxed, peppier than I’d known her to be.

Troy’s behavior in Breles suddenly made sense. I’d seen him briefly when I arrived back in the Realm of Light. I spent a few nights in Breles searching for Oliver. I wasn’t going to make the trip to Crimson Creek, at least not yet. The only thing on my mind after crossing the portal into Lena’s world, was her.

Troy had been wholly focused on rebuilding Breles. We’d had a conversation about the most recent plans for who would claim the title of Alpha of Breles, and I was shocked to learn that Charlie’s mate was related to the late Alpha in some way, a distant niece. There was talk of Charlie becoming the Alpha of Breles, and his mate ruling as Luna.

Talk wasn’t a great word for it, actually. Troy was talking about it like it was already set in stone.

With Will ruling Avondale in his parent’s absence, and Charlie in Breles, Troy and Maeve were… free. But that didn’t feel right.

“Are you moving to Winter Forest?” I asked without meaning to say it out loud.

Maeve stared at me for a moment, her mouth twitching at the corners into what I thought might have been a smile.

“It’s hot as hell out here,” she said, wiping her brow.

The sun was beating down on us, and my own skin prickled with heat. Maeve and Lena were already turning a bright pink, and I nodded my ascent as Maeve turned Lena toward the castle.

But before we walked through the great, arched wooden doors, Maeve turned to look at me, a twinkle in her eye.

my throat as an understanding passed between us, and months and months of pressure eased

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that really meant I was the one passing every bowl and serving platter between the women as

lips, and I felt a prickle of heat run down the length of my spine. We’d spent the majority of the afternoon tucked away in Lena’s bedroom, and we definitely hadn’t been resting, but I felt a fresh wave of desire creeping through

upstairs with Lena. Two months

Maeve replied to Hanna’s offer to have a car brought around to take Maeve to the airport. “My luggage is in Winter Forest already, I had it

her voice. She eyed Maeve, who was loudly stirring a

shortly after the birth,” Maeve replied matter-of-factly, her chin lifting slightly as she peered over at Hanna. Something flashed between the two women, some silent, knowing conversations only the two of them could hear. Hanna’s eyes narrowed, and she gave Maeve

Lycaon’s line, and I

asked in a lifted voice, her voice as sweet

furrowed. The air in the room shifted, and I felt tension descend on the table as Maeve pursed her lips and c****d

to my skin all

hear Lena’s heart thundering her chest as she leaned forward,

huffed out a breath and rolled her eyes, crossing

to Winter Forest. It’s not

table, the dishes clattering as her belly knocked against it. I started to stand but Hanna motioned for me to stay seated,

you’re moving to Winter Forest?” Lena said sharply, her cheeks flushing of color. For a moment I couldn’t tell

eat my dinner like nothing was

arched her brows, glancing at Lena. “And I’m going to… I’m going to step in when Mom is ready to step down,” Maeve continued, casually sucking on a piece of ice. “I’m the next White Queen,

even bothering to use the serving utensils that had been laid out. I bit into it as I glanced from woman to woman, trying to read the conflicting emotions crossing over the faces of my mate and her mother. Maeve, however, looked as though she had

her face washed with disbelief. “Really?” she asked. Maeve nodded, shrugging

shock etched into every line and curve of her

showed me my death, and before I spent weeks battling against the undead. I think maybe I was wrong in giving that up. I want a little

Lena needed to go to

the dining room. I muttered a curse under my breath, as Lena’s nails bit into my skin. She

dinner,” I mumbled over my shoulder to Hanna, who just nodded with a confused smile on her

the door to the dining swung closed, and Lena and I were alone in the main corridor. She spun around and heaved a

of

she breathed, her voice laced

but shake my

and she

into the room behind her and immediately went to the old “Morhan Varisty Wreslting” duffle bag I’d been carrying around for months. That bag had seen some

gift for Lena across two realms–a birthday