Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 644

Chapter 144 : The Unknown

*Lena*

A full week had passed since Alexis was born, and as the days flew by, I began to feel a little more at ease.

But it was an odd time in Castle Drogomor. Maids were packing up my belongings into boxes and trunks while I stayed in my mom’s sitting room with Maeve day in and day out, readying for my upcoming wedding.

Abigail and Elaine were making up for lost time. Xander and Adrian had been spending time in Mirage, meeting with the High Elder council about relations with Egoren going forward.

I flipped through one of the wedding magazines Maeve had brought with her, looking at the different hairstyles and makeup options. Everything seemed excessive, and I was starting to regret my decision for a large wedding instead of eloping with Xander, which he’d promised was also an option.

“We have two hundred RSVPs so far, and another hundred or so outstanding,” Mom said as she paced around the room with Alexis pressed gently against her shoulder. Maeve nodded, scribbling something down on a notepad. “The photographer is booked, the kitchen has the menu finalized, the alterations have been made to Lena’s dress–”

I sighed deeply, sinking deeper into the couch as I flipped through the rest of the magazine without even looking at what it said.

“Have we talked about the seating arrangements? Rowan said the Alphas of Crescent Hall and Granite Springs are having issues–”

“Their wives are sisters,” Maeve corrected, twirling her pen over her fingers. “They are the ones fighting, not the Alphas.”

“Well, do we seat them together, or is that just asking for trouble?”

I turned away from the conversation as Clare sat down next to me on the couch. She picked up one of the magazines before glancing at my mom and my aunt, rolling her eyes and giving me a knowing look.

“Where’s Sasha today?” I whispered as I opened a fresh magazine.

Maeve’s trove of wedding literature was endless, and it was currently stacked so high on the coffee table that the magazines were starting to lean over.

“She made a friend with one of the maid’s daughters. They’re in the kitchen making cupcakes,” she said softly. “She told me today that she wants to stay here.”

“In Mirage?”

“No, in the castle. She tells everyone we see that she’s a princess. I think this finery is going to her head.”

“Well, isn’t she a princess?”

Clare didn’t answer right away. There had been talk about Clare going back to Cedar Hollow to rule as Alpha, but nothing had been decided yet. Those who survived the attack on the village were scattered all over the pack lands now, but the majority of them were settling down in Mirage with no plans to leave.

left to return to. Cedar Hollow had burned

glancing at where Mom and Maeve were talking in the corner of the room. “Even if I wanted

older

she said quickly,

knew Clare was hating every second of this conversation, but I’d been walking on eggshells with Clare since the moment I met her. I didn’t

way, and it was painfully obvious she had no desire to actually live a life instead of just surviving. The man who had assaulted her was dead. He was no longer a risk

don’t bother asking,” she said calmly, flipping another page. “And Maeve offered me an apartment, and a job as a temple attendant in Winter Forest if I want

chewing my lower lip as I turned my gaze back to Mom, who was currently rocking Alexis back and forth near the window with Maeve by her side, neither woman close enough to

over the couch, but a question burned on the

a fold in the page she was looking at. “I delivered her

I choked, turning

only raised a brow, her eyes purposefully not meeting mine. I knew Clare’s powers of sight were weak at best, but her ability to feel… to sense? She was likely reading my mind without needing to see the images or hear

as I could,” she breathed. “I was terrified, but not of what my father would think. I didn’t care what he thought. I cared what my pack would think of me, though. I was… I thought I could hide the

“What happened?”

the mother’s life. I knew she had to… turn one of them, by pressing on the woman’s stomach. I tried that on myself but it was too late. Sasha was born feet first, like Alexis, feet first

“What about you?”

me, her face draining

edge of death. I would have welcomed it, honestly, had it not been for…

held her gaze. “You saved Sasha’s life, too.

of sixteen, with no clue of who the father might

voice caught on the words, but she didn’t shed a single

“I won’t go back–”

understand,” I said, reaching over to her, my hand hovering above her own. I slowly clasped her

who do aren’t the ones who

Xander and me to Egoren,” I offered,

into the unknown, not

Despite Xander’s descriptions and explanations about his home, his culture, and his people… I still wasn’t entirely sure what I

heaved a breath, clearing her throat as she

conversation was over,

for what you did for us,” I said after a few moments of silence. “All of

have sworn, even if just for a split second, I saw the corner of her mouth twitch into

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looking down at her. She was fast

he murmured, running the