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,

the deserted village and I slowed again, chewing the inside of my

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

were no memories for

wrong?”

it looks so different from the dream,”

right now. You are the heir to this territory

“Hang on…”

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

you going?” Soren asked, running

just feel like this is the

the way to the base of the hill. The forest veered off in another direction but there

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

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

and rotting in some places, I could vividly imagine that cabin when

a loving father came out with a little girl.

I want to walk,”

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

I thought it was a memory. It could have

door of the cabin open. Inside, it smelled musty and stale. There were cobwebs filling the corners

inside was ruined, despite the outside looking

in

It was a very

this place?”

jog my memory. First, I shook my head, then I nodded. I scrunched my face

think so…”

layer of dust covering the counter and

as a child. Rather, my parents’ little getaway close

being

they are memories. Maybe they are

you want this place, Mila? To

at

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,

wanted to meet them or know them because I hated to think of what

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

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

I knew who my parents were, I was glad

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

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