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 heart ache. I didn’t know why it was so sad, but my heart went

their temple was destroyed? I had no ties to these

couldn’t shake the feeling or the desire to see it back to its

ran down my spine and I stared at the looming, eerie temple.

dangerous to go

and glanced around. Maybe, I shouldn’t go

breath and shook my head. No, I’d come here for a reason. I’d come here for answers and I wasn’t

the crumbling stairs and went inside. Wrinkling my nose, I looked around in the dimness. Rotten wood permeated the air and I could see why. Several beams had rotted through and fallen across the temple. Plants clung to them, devouring them back

of the temple, sending horrible, clicking echoes

of

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

was one, narrow path that had been cleared through the rubble. One path that led deeper into the

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

and I heard the buzzing of insect wings. Shuddering, I wrapped my arms around myself. My skin crawled and I tried to rub the goosebumps away. The beams creaked, threatening to break

supposed to do

that had been left with the bouquet

pulled the card out of my pocket and examined it

of the moonbeams that penetrated holes in the temple roof, the card looked completely different.

written on the card now, in the same invisible,

the path, where

there were more hidden

looked like I had no choice. To get

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

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

outside again, I took a deep breath of fresh air.

That had been hairraising.

stone statues I’d wandered into. There were some that were so beautifully carved with intricate detail. Others were less elaborate and only had

“Oh…”

in a graveyard. Swallowing hard, I rubbed my hands on my thighs. Meeting a stranger at night in a foggy graveyard. I was counting the ways

clear again and a moonbeam lit

couldn’t get a clearer sign than that. Maybe it was magic or the

that I could read. There were deliberate carvings on it that could have been a language or some kind of writing. It was faded and did not

She was kneeling down, her arms wrapped around the neck of a large wolf.

was no doubt in my mind that this was

fingers over the smooth marble. Maybe there

was nothing… I examined the headstone

“What now…”

freshly turned earth hit my nose. Glancing down, I noticed that the ground at the base

you’ve got to be

going to dig up

obviously moved the dirt around and maybe they buried something

to my knees. Careful to limit my search to the area where the dirt was freshly turned, I started

dug until my knife hit something with a loud thud. Setting my knife

a coffin,” I

saw a wooden box buried at the base of the gravestone. It definitely wasn’t