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.

in that dream. My heart ached, wishing I could see it again in person and

slowed again, chewing the inside of my cheek. I

and it wasn’t real. The real Hathaway had been burned to the ground and

no memories

wrong?”

remember anything when it looks

unclaimed land right now. You are the heir to

“Hang on…”

Pulling away from Soren, I ran along the edge of the forest. Something nagged at the back of my mind. I wasn’t sure if it was some hidden memory

you going?” Soren asked, running behind

feel like this is the right

of the hill. The forest veered off in another direction but

me 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

cabin was small. Just big enough for two bedrooms. There were the remnants of an old garden in front of the cabin and a broken swing set in the

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

the cabin door opened and a loving father came out with a little girl.

I want to walk,” she said, struggling in his

swung on the monkey bars. There was

thought it was a memory. It could have just

There were cobwebs filling

was ruined, despite

came in

countertop. It was a very nice counter for a cabin, but

you remember this

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

think so…” I

thick layer of dust covering the counter and

was my vacation home as a child. Rather,

remember being here?” he

they

place, Mila? To fix up and

at Soren

learned recently. About who my 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,

them or know them because I hated to think of what kind

so much suffering at the 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

it would be better to die

that I knew who my parents

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.

This wasn’t over! I