Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 707

Chapter 53 : When Danger Comes

*Mila*

When I left Soren, I went to my room in the inn. The spellbook from the box was open on my dresser. Ever since I got back from the dream that April had sent me into, I felt like I could understand more of the text.

I’d spent hours staring at it but I hadn’t been able to make any words out. It just felt familiar when I looked at it.

Sighing, I picked up the book and flipped through it. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was my mother’s handwriting in that book. Somehow, the spells in it felt even older.

I plopped down on the bed and flipped to the beginning of the book, studying the simple text. Maybe a name or an introduction.

Scanning over the unusual language, I brushed my thumb over the inked characters wishing that they would tell me what they said.

Was it possible to do a spell to translate the book?

I’d been successful at casting spells before. My memory proved that and I had broken a curse on a whole village. Whenever I felt very strongly about something, I could focus on my desires and pray to the Moon Goddess.

It always felt like the Moon Goddess was with me, filling me with a strong power that consumed me. It always felt like the Moon Goddess was speaking directly to me and telling me what to do and say.

Like she was guiding me.

Could I create that connection whenever I wanted or only when I was focused on casting a really important spell? Would I be able to make spells up or could I only use spells my mother had taught me when I was a child?

I knew I had to strongly desire what I wanted to make the magic happen.

As curious as I was to read the spells in the book, I didn’t desire it strongly. I didn’t feel about it the same way I felt about healing that child or breaking the curse. It was something I wanted, not something I needed.

But there had to be other ways to get information or tap into my own powers…

Closing the book, I set it on my lap. I crossed my legs and rested my hands on my knees. Maybe, I could put myself into my own dream-like trance, like April had done, and I could see some more memories.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and focused my mind on my past memories. I thought of the way I felt as April had put me into that trance.

Drowsy, detached from my body, light, and floating.

My head dipped and I swayed slightly.

I breathed in through the nose and out through the mouth, deepening my breath and keeping my eyes closed.

I thought of my childhood with my parents, the mansion, the woods. I focused on the feeling of happiness from my childhood, from before the fire and the destruction of my pack.

My mind unfolded and I felt like I was wandering into a dream. I was still aware enough of my body to know that I was sitting on the bed but I wasn’t seeing the room or feeling the room anymore.

I was feeling my past and my memories.

The image in my mind became that of the forest where I’d met Helen when I was dreaming, many times. The woods weren’t the same as my dreams. It was older and damaged, like I was seeing the woods years after the fire.

I heard a grunt and I whipped around.

Helen was lying on the forest floor. She clutched her stomach, her dress and clothes stained with blood. She was breathing hard.

she saw me, her eyes

“Mila!?” she gasped.

turning

went to her and knelt down beside

happened to you? Is there anything I can do for you?” I asked, looking her over.

this a dream or

she asked,

that’s not important. What happened to

me with a blood-stained

grabbed her hand, squeezing her warm, slippery fingers in my own. Tears pricked my

about me…” Helen winced again

“Let me help you…”

time left,” she said more urgently. “Since you’re here… that means

with me, Aunt Helen,” I said. I put my arm around her shoulders and lifted her slightly,

the box in Miltern, didn’t you?” she asked, looking up at me with

was there. I found the box and… I was able to break the

up and tears brimmed. She

right? It had to be some kind of vision of Helen

much. Your… parents would be so proud,” she gasped out. Wincing again, Helen reached

what I had to. But Aunt Helen, I have questions

blinked, fresh tears leaking

me ‘aunt.’ My dear… I don’t deserve that…” she

talking about? You’re my mother’s sister, that makes you my aunt,” I

the witch. But I… I could always see the future. One of my visions has caused all this chaos and destruction…” she

happened, even if you saw it. Just

tried to change things and that’s when everything went horribly wrong,” she said. She closed her eyes

happened?” I

lot of time left. I could tell

and ignorant, thinking that I could change the

How did my parents die?” I

she admitted

“I don’t believe that, Aunt Helen. My

wish… I wish Jessica was here to see you now.

do, at least you tried. You’re not

eyes. “My dear, sweet girl, the past is in the past. It cannot be

assured. It was a lie, but I wanted her to feel better in her painful, last

No matter what you know or what you see, it

“That… can’t be true…”

so all we can do is cherish our present,” Helen said.

Helen!” I said,

and her lips turned up slightly. “I’m still here. Be

“I’m sorry.”

live a happy life and cherish him and

my arms. She muttered something else,

tried to hold onto her but she slipped from my fingers. All my focus and willpower was on maintaining

was almost invisible when she opened

to know you… please, my dear niece, find the artifact. It belongs to you. Find

Wait!” I cried, grabbing for