Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 669

Chapter 16 : Don’t Come any Closer

*Mila*

The fog closed around me like a blanket. I had to admit, thick fog was the best way to stay hidden and move unnoticed through a creepy village like Miltern.

My feet seemed to know exactly where to go as I moved closer to the center of the village and the Central Temple.

I hesitated and glanced back toward the hotel. It was completely hidden in the fog.

I snuck off again. I couldn’t help but feel uncertain about neglecting to tell Soren I was leaving.

Soren had been nice to me and saved my life. What if he could help me?

Shaking my head, I kept forging through the fog.

“Get a grip, Mila,” I muttered to myself.

Soren could play the “nice guy” all he wanted but he had secrets and ulterior motives.

I sniffed. And he accused me of being the secretive one! Hadn’t he made some big deal with his men about not prying into anyone’s past? Why did he feel the need to pry into mine?

Groaning, I picked up my pace. It was so quiet in the night and no one was around but my steps barely made a sound, like the fog absorbed them.

When I got to the center of the village, the fog parted slightly and moonlight streamed down on a large, majestic building. Or, it would have been majestic…

The temple was a huge, square pagoda that rose so high it practically blocked out the stars. Crows sat on the edge of the roof tiers, pecking and warbling to each other. I could see their eyes flashing in the dim moonlight.

They looked like guardians of the temple, or maybe they were harbingers of death.

Did they ever sleep?

Vines and moss clung to the exterior of the building. In some places, the walls had crumbled away and the plants had forced their way inside.

It must have been abandoned for a long, long time.

What kind of person would want me to meet them in a creepy place like this!?

Looking at the temple, I thought it felt familiar. Not the way it looked now. I could almost imagine what it looked like when it wasn’t falling apart. A green, tin gilded with gold. The stone exterior polished and carved with familiar designs.

I could practically envision the cherry trees growing out front with their pink and white blossoms. Those trees were rotted, now.

How was it possible I could imagine what a building looked like that I’d never seen before? My imagination wasn’t that good.

This temple must have been great and beautiful once. My heart thrummed and I felt a strong desire to see it restored. It was a symbol of hope and life, two things Miltern was desperately missing.

If their temple was restored, perhaps their vibrancy would be too.

my eyes. Seeing the temple so ruined and broken made my heart ache. I didn’t know why it was so

temple was destroyed? I had no ties to

shake the feeling or the desire to see it back to its

stood on end. A shiver ran down my spine and I stared at the

be dangerous to go

glanced around. Maybe, I shouldn’t go

I’d come here for a reason. I’d come here for

air and I could see

outside of the temple, sending horrible, clicking echoes

in front of my nose but

Other than invading plants and fallen beams, there wasn’t much to see.

been cleared through the rubble. One

and crawling around in the corner, a rat or a mouse. When I listened more carefully, I could hear other things moving around on

tried to rub the goosebumps away. The beams creaked, threatening to break apart even more. The stone walls seemed to shiver and tremble and I wondered if it was even safe to walk through

do with this?” I

card that had been left with the

examined it

moonbeams that penetrated holes in the temple roof, the card looked completely different. The edges were gilded in

on the card now, in the same

the path,

wondering if there were more hidden

again. It looked like I had no choice. To get my answers,

far on my own and so far, I had no answers. I didn’t come all this way to leave

fallen beams and crumbling walls. If I nudged anything at all, the carefully balanced

led me out the back of the temple. As soon as I was outside again, I took a deep breath of

That had been hairraising.

wandered into. There were some that were so beautifully carved with intricate detail. Others were less elaborate and only had names written on

“Oh…”

Meeting a stranger at night in a foggy graveyard.

to clear again and a moonbeam lit up one specific gravestone. The others stayed hidden in

grave. I couldn’t get a clearer sign than that. Maybe it was

it that could have been a language or some kind of

a carving of a woman in a flowing dress. She was kneeling down, her arms wrapped around the neck of a large wolf. The statue was absolutely beautiful, even if it was a

in my mind that this was

the headstone and ran my fingers over the smooth marble. Maybe there was a secret compartment or hidden button that would lead me to

the headstone twice

“What now…”

and the strong scent of freshly turned earth hit my nose. Glancing down, I noticed

you’ve got to be kidding me,” I

I seriously going to dig

grave. Someone had obviously moved the dirt around and maybe they buried something else

and dropped to my knees. Careful to limit my search to the area

loud thud. Setting my knife aside, I started clearing

a coffin,” I whispered

It definitely wasn’t a coffin! The box was small enough for me to hold and I