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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.

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

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was an informal dinner, and we were serving ourselves, but that really meant I was the

my spine. We’d spent the majority of the afternoon tucked away in

so I could go back upstairs with Lena. Two months

walk. The airport’s not that far,” 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

with a hint of suspicion to her voice. She eyed

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 a look I didn’t know Hanna was

line, and I could

Hanna asked in

focused on her mother, her brow slightly furrowed. The air in the room shifted, and I felt tension descend on the table as Maeve pursed her lips and c****d her head to the side, obviously more than happy to drag this discomfort out as

sticking to my skin all

practically hear Lena’s heart thundering her chest as she

a breath and rolled her eyes, crossing

Winter Forest. It’s not

it. I started to stand but Hanna motioned for me to stay seated, her

cheeks flushing of color. For

continued to eat my

Poldesse. It’s been decided,” Maeve stated, her voice calm and steady. Hanna arched her brows, glancing at Lena. “And I’m going to… I’m going to step in when Mom

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 just been talking about something as

a fraction of an inch, her face washed with disbelief. “Really?” she asked. Maeve nodded, shrugging a

the title?” Hanna gasped, shock etched into every line and curve

that stupid book 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 more out of life.” She turned to look at Lena, a soft smile touching her mouth. “As long as you’re okay with

decades until Lena needed

dining room. I muttered

mumbled over my shoulder to Hanna, who just nodded with a confused smile on her face before turning

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

of our relationship, the future was

she breathed, her voice laced with

do anything but shake my head

I extended my hand and

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 s**t,

a gift for Lena