Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 685

Chapter 32 : The Chaos has Started

My heart raced as my fingers slipped on the box lid. I couldn’t get it open fast enough. All I could think was that when I opened this box, I’d have the answers to save Miltern pack.

As soon as the light from Soren’s room dipped into the box and revealed what was inside, my heart sank like a stone and I scrunched up my face.

“What is it?” Soren asked, peering over my shoulder.

“A feather, a book, and a rolled-up piece of parchment.” I listed the items.

What was I supposed to do with any of that?

The book didn’t have a title or anything. It was just an old leather-bound journal from the looks of it. The rolled-up parchment was tied with a black string.

I tipped the box toward Soren so he could get a better look.

His eyebrows shot into his hairline.

“That’s the feather of justice,” he said, pointing to the feather.

I looked over the feather again. It wasn’t anything special. At a glance, I couldn’t tell what kind of bird it came from. It was white with some fluffy down at the base and it curved in an unusual angle for a feather.

“The feather of justice?” I asked.

“It is a pack artifact. Supposedly, it is a feather from the Moon Goddess’s arrow,” Soren explained.

I creased my brow. It all sounded like fairy tales to me.

“If it is an artifact, does it have some special significance or use?” I questioned.

“All artifacts are special for a reason. The pack artifacts tend to have specific powers or uses,” Soren explained.

“I wonder… what’s it used for?” I searched Soren’s face.

He was still staring at the feather. It seemed like the last thing he expected to uncover in the box. If anything, he seemed almost disturbed to find a pack artifact in such an unusual place.

Soren shook his head and sighed.

“There isn’t a lot of documentation on artifacts. Most of what exists describe them but not what they do. There is so much myth and legend around artifacts, I don’t think anyone has fully documented what they can do. And a lot of what is written is… exaggerated,” he said.

“Is that a nice way of saying it is all bullshit?”

Soren chuckled. “I’ve read plenty about pack artifacts. A lot of it seems unbelievable and I have rarely seen an artifact live up to the legends written about it.”

I picked the feather up and it thrummed in my hand. There was power in that feather. How I could access it or use it, I had no idea!

Setting the feather back in the box, I looked at the book and the rolled-up parchment. As disappointed as I was when I first saw them, the answers could have been hidden inside. I would need time to examine them.

at the items in the box. He hadn’t tried to pick any of them up or

me take my

my shoulder? I

tell me a lot more about myself, my family, and my witch heritage. There was a part of me that wanted to

breakdown in front of Soren recently, I really didn’t want

I asked him

what was to stop him from taking these things from me? If he was like any of the other people I’d tangled with, there

a risk I couldn’t

wasn’t ready to share these things with him. But if I told him that, he’d probably accuse me of being closed off and come up

my courage

grabbed a jacket off the bed and slipped

for a drink,”

are?” I asked, arching an

so interested in the

here, and stay inside out of harm’s way. If

headed toward

okay,” I said

was in the box but there was a part of me that was disappointed, too. I almost wanted him to stay while I examined things because

asked, glancing over his shoulder

a sharp nod. “I can stay alone

chuckled. “I’ll believe that when I see

smiled gratefully at him, conveying my thanks

had no interest in the items. He was leaving because he wanted to give me space and privacy to understand why these things had

for suspecting him and comparing him to other people

more I

what kept drawing me

first person I’d met that showed me respect and kindness.

to get rid

me open the box and

zone and why all his people were so loyal and called him “boss.” Soren had the charm and natural

when they put their trust in him, they were safe, secure, and

feel that from him

and an ability to charm others choose to live as a rogue? Why

the makings

Soren really was and about his past swam in

and I snapped out

Soren could wait.

in Soren’s room. Taking the feather out of the box, I set it aside. The feather was unusually heavy and I noticed that it

out and the rolled-up parchment, laying them side by side

got me first. If it was written by someone that was connected to me somehow, it could answer a lot

closed and flipped open

It was the same language on the tombstone

course, the journal would be