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.

broken made my heart ache. I didn’t

if their temple was

feeling or the desire to see it back

cawed 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

could be dangerous to go inside,

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

No, I’d come here for a

and I could see why. Several beams had rotted

pecked at the outside of the temple, sending horrible,

my hand in front of my nose

invading plants and fallen beams, there wasn’t

the rubble. One path that

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

my arms 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?” I muttered

left with the bouquet didn’t have

examined it again. Before, I’d had the hotel lights on when I read

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

on the card now, in the same invisible, moon-activated

the path, where it

over, wondering if there

again. It looked like I had no choice. To

card into my pocket. I’d come this far on my own

navigated around fallen beams and crumbling walls. If I nudged anything at

path led me out the back of the temple. As soon as I was outside again, I took a deep breath of fresh air. I fanned myself with my hand, sweat making

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

“Oh…”

on my thighs. Meeting a stranger at night in a foggy graveyard.

again and a moonbeam lit up one specific gravestone. The others stayed

sign than that. Maybe it was

that could have been a language or some kind of writing. It was faded and did not have any symbols or characters I

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

doubt in my mind that this was what I was looking

ran my fingers over the smooth marble. Maybe there was a

I examined the headstone

“What now…”

nose. Glancing down, I noticed that the ground at the base of the headstone had been

be

going to dig up a

the dirt around and maybe they buried something

pulled my knife out and dropped to my knees. Careful to limit my search to the area where the dirt was freshly turned, I

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

don’t be a coffin,” I whispered

gravestone. It definitely wasn’t