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.

looked like in that dream. My heart ached, wishing I could see it again in

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

and it wasn’t real. The

were no memories for

wrong?”

remember anything when it looks so different from the

to this territory and can claim

“Hang on…”

familiar looking edge of the forest. Pulling away from Soren, I ran along the edge of the forest. Something nagged at the back of my mind. I wasn’t

are you going?”

just feel like this is the right way

the edge of the forest all the way to the base of the hill.

It was tucked back in the forest, just hidden well enough that it wouldn’t be seen from the mansion. It had probably escaped being burned or destroyed because no one

small. Just big enough for two bedrooms. There were the remnants of an old garden in front

places, I could vividly imagine that cabin when it was

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

I want to walk,” she

on the monkey bars. There

faded. At least, I thought it was a memory. It could

to my feet and pushed the door of the cabin open. Inside, it smelled musty and stale. There were cobwebs filling the corners and some moss and lichen had crept in

was ruined, despite the

came in

touched the granite countertop. It was a very nice counter for a cabin,

remember this place?”

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

think so…” I

dust

child. Rather, my parents’ little getaway close to home,” I

being here?”

they are memories. Maybe

To fix up

at Soren

that? My mind wandered back to everything I’d learned recently. About who my parents were, my real family, my true identity, and the artifact they’d left me. I thought of

or know them because I hated to

mother and Saboreef pack. It had been easier to hate my parents as villains rather

would be better to die of the poison

that I knew who my parents

revenge for them! My parents were killed because of the selfish desires of others. They were the ones that robbed me of my family, my childhood,

over! I would make