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.

could still remember what the mansion looked like in that dream. My heart ached, wishing I could see it again

I slowed again, chewing the inside of my

were practically non-existent. The dream was all I had and it

no memories for me

wrong?”

to remember anything when it looks so different from the dream,”

unclaimed land right now. You are the heir to this territory and can claim it for your

“Hang on…”

the 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

where are you going?” Soren asked, running behind

know! I just feel like this is the

the forest all the way to the base of the hill. The forest veered off in another

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 had probably escaped being burned or destroyed because no one knew it was

of an old garden in front of the cabin and a broken

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

my imagination, the cabin door opened and a loving father came out with a little girl. She had golden hair and bouncing curls. The man picked her up and

to walk,” she said, struggling in

to the swing set. He picked her up and held her as she swung on the monkey bars. There was no way she could have held herself up with how small she was but the big smile on her face showed how proud she was of

faded. At least, I thought it was

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

despite the outside looking

in behind

kitchen and touched the granite countertop. It was a very nice counter

this

my memory. First, I shook my

think so…” I

was a thick layer of dust covering the counter and the

was my vacation home as a child. Rather, my parents’ little getaway

being

“Maybe they are memories. Maybe they are wishful

place, Mila? To fix

at Soren

to say to 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 my aunt Helen,

never wanted to meet them or know them because I hated to think of what kind of people would abandon me to the life I

parents as villains rather than think of what I might have lost. I wondered if that was why I blocked out all the memories

through, I’d decided it would be better to die of the poison

I knew who my parents

them because I had the chance to avenge them and get revenge for them! My parents were killed because of the selfish

with anger and I clenched my fists. This wasn’t over!