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.

I didn’t

I care if their temple was destroyed? I had no ties to

or the desire to see it back

and suddenly, all the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stood on end. A shiver ran down my spine and I stared at the looming, eerie temple. The fact was, this place wasn’t as beautiful as

could be dangerous to go inside,

chewed my lower lip and glanced around. Maybe,

breath and shook my head. No, I’d come here for a reason. I’d come here for answers and I

air and I could see why. Several beams had rotted through and fallen across the temple. Plants clung to

the outside of the temple, sending horrible,

front of my nose but the smell

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

through the rubble. One path that led deeper into the

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

away. The beams creaked, threatening to break apart even more. The stone walls seemed to shiver and

to do with this?” I muttered

had been left with the bouquet didn’t have very good

out of my pocket and examined it again.

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

was written on the card now, in the

end of the path, where it meets

if there were

very descriptive. My eyes wandered down the dark path again. It looked like I had

own and so far,

navigated around fallen beams and crumbling walls. If

the back of the temple. As soon as I was outside again, I took a

That had been hairraising.

looked around at all the 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…”

hands on my thighs. Meeting a stranger at night in

lit up one specific gravestone.

toward the illuminated grave. I couldn’t get a clearer sign than that. Maybe it

it that could have been a language or some kind of

headstone 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 absolutely beautiful, even if it was a

doubt in my mind that this

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

I examined the headstone twice just to

“What now…”

my nose. Glancing

got to be kidding me,”

I seriously going to dig up

obviously moved the dirt around

out and dropped to my knees. Careful to limit my search to the area where the dirt

hit something with a loud thud. Setting my knife aside, I started

a coffin,”

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