Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 724

Chapter 69 : A Trip Down Memory Lane

“Are you going to tell me where we are going?” I asked as Soren hurried me along.

Payne and Ashley had gone on ahead to the rogue zone, leaving Soren and me alone. He seemed determined to get me where he wanted to take me and at the same time, he was doing everything he could to hide our destination from me.

“Does anything seem familiar?” he asked, instead of answering my question.

Shrugging, I looked around and shook my head.

“No. I’ve never been here, Soren. What should I be looking for?” I asked.

Soren shrugged. “You’ll know it when you see it.”

We headed off the main road into a forest. I slowed down as we got onto a forest path. Soren was still holding my hand and when I slowed down, it forced him to slow down, too.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

“I feel like I know this place,” I muttered, glancing around at the trees.

So many of them were young and still growing but I could see the charred remains of older trees overgrown with moss, grass, and vines.

“This forest… I’ve been here or seen it…” I said, my breath getting shallow.

“Where?” Soren prompted.

“This is the forest where April took us in that dream. The forest on the outskirts of Pomeli pack, Hathaway packland,” I said, recognizing where I knew the forest from.

“That’s right,” Soren said.

I went to the closest burned trunk and ran my hand along the charred bark and remains.

“The fire did a lot of damage. I’m surprised that the forest has grown back so much. It looks like it is recovering. But the pack…”

“The pack hasn’t recovered,” Soren agreed with a somber nod. “Come with me. The forest opens up just ahead.”

We went to the end of the forest path and it opened up into a big, clear space. I could see the remnants of roads from my pack but all the destroyed buildings had been taken back into the earth.

“No one has been here for a long time,” I said absently, looking at the strange hill-like shapes of grass and weeds around the buildings that used to be standing there.

“This whole place is deserted but the entire village isn’t gone. Not entirely,” Soren told me.

He grabbed my hand again and pulled me toward the hill where the pack mansion, my original home, used to stand. The mansion was gone completely. It had probably been burned to the ground and overgrown like the rest of the buildings.

that dream. My heart ached, wishing I

slowed again, chewing the inside of my cheek. I started dragging my

this place were practically non-existent. The dream was all I had and it wasn’t

were no memories for

something wrong?”

hard to remember anything when it

You are the heir to this territory and can claim it for your own,”

“Hang on…”

of the forest. Pulling away from Soren, I ran along the edge of the forest. Something nagged at

you going?” Soren asked, running

like this is the right way to go…” I kept

base of the hill. The forest veered off in

and I dropped to my knees in front of the little cabin. It was tucked back in the forest, just hidden well enough that it wouldn’t be seen from the mansion. It

two bedrooms. There were the remnants of an old garden in front

old and rotting in some places, I could vividly imagine that cabin when it was pristine

little girl. She had golden hair and bouncing curls. The man picked her up and hugged her.

walk,” she said,

she swung on the monkey bars. There was no way she could have held herself up with how small she was but the

faded. At least, I thought it was a memory. It could have just been my

stale. There were

was ruined, despite the

came in

the granite countertop. It was a very nice

remember this place?”

more, hoping to jog my memory. First, I shook my head, then

think so…” I

was a thick layer of dust covering the

this was my vacation home as a child. Rather, my parents’ little getaway close to home,”

remember being here?”

they are

place, Mila? To fix up

stared at

parents were, my real family, my true identity, and the artifact they’d left me. I thought of my aunt Helen, who I still hadn’t found, and the witch blood running in my

I never wanted to meet them or know

hands of my foster mother and Saboreef pack. It had been easier to hate my parents as villains rather than think of what I might have lost. I wondered if that was why I blocked

the Blackfire poison because, after everything I went through, I’d decided it would be better to die of the poison than go through more pain and suffering. I had thought my existence was no longer needed in

I knew who my parents

that I’d survived long enough to learn what had happened to them because I had the chance to avenge them and get revenge for them! My parents were killed because of the selfish desires of others. They were the ones that

clenched my fists. This wasn’t over! I would make