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 out to

I care if their temple was

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

of my neck stood on end. A shiver ran down my spine and I stared at the looming, eerie temple. The

dangerous to go inside, for more

lower lip and glanced around. Maybe, I shouldn’t go

come here for a reason. I’d come here

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,

the outside of the temple, sending horrible, clicking echoes

front of my nose but the smell remained

dark I had to squint my eyes to see anything at all. Other than invading plants and fallen beams, there wasn’t much

the rubble. One

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

around myself. My skin crawled and I 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

to do with this?”

card that had been left with the bouquet

it again. Before, I’d had the

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

new was written on the card now, in the same invisible, moon-activated

the path, where it meets

wondering if there were more

that wasn’t very descriptive. My eyes wandered down the dark path again. It looked like I had no choice. To get my answers, I’d have to

this far on my own and

sucked in my stomach and navigated around fallen beams and crumbling walls. If I nudged anything at all, the carefully

of the temple. As soon as I was outside again, I took a deep breath of fresh air. I fanned myself

That had been hairraising.

into. There were some that were so beautifully carved with intricate detail. Others were

“Oh…”

was 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 this could turn into an urban

moonbeam lit up one specific gravestone.

a clearer sign than that. Maybe it was magic or the Moon Goddess

a name on it. At least, not one 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

was made out of white marble. It was 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

that this was what I

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

was nothing… I examined the headstone twice just

“What now…”

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

got to be

seriously going to dig up a

it wasn’t a grave. Someone had obviously moved the dirt around and

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 aside, I started clearing the

coffin,”

the gravestone. It definitely wasn’t a coffin! The box was small enough for me to hold and I pulled it out of