Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 80 : The Time We Have

We sent Archer off with a hastily drafted letter to the Alpha King. It wasn't much, but it seemed to make Eliza happy and it meant I wasn't being completely neglectful.

Eliza was right–the royal family was technically my family. But it didn't mean I was going to turn my back on Eliza and the curse that infected her.

Whenever I saw the tattoo on her arm, my own shadow stirred uncomfortably close to the surface. I'd never let that same curse claim her too.

We went back to the temple, where the Saboreef Alpha was still sorting through all his scrolls and tomes.

“I need to know something," I said, walking straight up to him.

He nodded slowly. “What can I help you with?"

“We've heard rumors of a Saboreef witch that became a pack Luna. I need to know her name and where to find her."

“Need?" the elder asked, arching an eyebrow.

I crossed my arms. “Yes, she could help in breaking the curse."

“Well, witches do know curses. I can see why you would seek her help. She was always exceptionally powerful, long before she even knew how to use that power," the elder explained.

“Please, tell us about her." I looped my arm around Eliza's hips.

“Her name is Mila Black, married to Alpha Soren Black. They are Alpha and Luna of the Alvar pack," the elder said. He started sifting through his tomes again.

“Where can we find her?"

“That, I do not know. She could be anywhere these days. But here...." He handed me a tome. “This has some good information about Mila Black."

“Black… that last name sounds really familiar," Eliza said. She took the tome from me.

I watched her eyes rapidly fly back and forth over the page. Her eyes widened suddenly and she gasped.

“Mila Black is Ciana's mother," Eliza said.

“Uh… Ciana?" The name sounded familiar but it wasn't one I'd heard in recent memory.

Eliza shook her head. “Jared, you really should catch up with your brother. He might know… well, Ciana married your Uncle Theo. She's your aunt. Theo was a Dark King."

“Right now, my biggest interest is in finding Mila. We can dissect my family history later," I grumbled.

Eliza chuckled and shook her head at me again. “You're hopeless. According to this, there's a good chance Mila is in Winter Forest."

“Which could lead us to the Diadem of Nyx."

Eliza nodded.

Despite what I'd said about not being interested in my family history, I couldn't help but think about what I'd just learned.

For years, all I'd ever thought about was my mother, my father, and my brother, mostly my brother, because he was the only living relative I knew of.

But Mila… she was somehow related to me too, along with Theo and Ciana. Suddenly, I had an entire family I'd never even considered. And from the sounds of it, a lot of them were still alive.

Not only that, but I was linked to some of Eliza's relatives, too. It was a little unsettling; how close our families were. But at the same time, it seemed to make sense.

It was a lot to unpack and I wasn't sure I was ready to face it all. There was a lot about my family and my past that I hadn't had to deal with yet. The more I learned about my extended family, the less I wanted to learn.

There would be time to figure out all the details, but it wouldn't be until after we dealt with the curse.

Sighing, I shook myself out of my thoughts.

Eliza was still scouring through the tome like there was more information to discover from it. I took the book from her and snapped it closed.

“When we break the curse, we can study all this more," I said.

Eliza pouted slightly. “But I was learning a lot."

“And I'm sure dissecting family lines is fascinating for an archeologist, but we do have something more pressing to focus on."

Eliza glared at me. It was a fake glare. I knew enough about her to know that. She was just being playful, and it was absolutely adorable the way her nose crinkled a little and how she bit her lip just right to emphasize that she was teasing me.

I turned back to the elder and handed him the tome. “Thank you, Elder," I said lamely.

“May the Goddess guide you on your journey," he said.

Eliza and I left the temple. I wanted to start on our journey right away, so we left the oceanside Saboreef villages and headed deeper into the territory.

It was already getting late, so we only made it one town over before stopping for the night.

“Do you find it odd?" I asked Eliza as we settled into our room for the night.

“What?" she asked.

“That our families have so many connections?"

Eliza frowned. She came over to me in nothing but a tank top and a pair of panties. She licked her lips slowly and tilted her head to the side.

Smirking, I put my hands on her hips, the soft silk of her panties slipping enticingly against my palms.

“It isn't that surprising. We're both connected to royal families, just from different realms," she said, shrugging.

That was good enough for me, especially since the heat of her body radiated through my boxers and her tank top, into my skin.

Leaning down, I kissed her swollen lips, forgetting about everything but the radiant beauty in my grasp. Eliza kissed me back fervently, wrapping her arms around my neck tightly. A small, delicious moan escaped her lips.

Growling, I grabbed her butt and lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around me and I carried her to the bed. Kneeling on the edge of the mattress, I leaned down and pressed Eliza into the comforter.

She wrapped her legs around me, her thighs tightened around my hips.

My c**k stiffened and the heat of her skin spread through me like fire. I ran my hands up and down her sides and pushed my tongue past her lips, into her mouth.

The shadow inside of me stirred excitedly, responding to my desire and excitement. I took a deep breath, squashing it far down so I could enjoy this time with Eliza without worrying about anything else.

She was all that mattered.

I tasted her sweet, succulent flavor on my tongue, wishing I could drink her down completely, like a glass of delicious wine.

Eliza shuddered beneath me and my c**k ached, straining against my boxers.

I pushed her tank top over her head and covered her breasts with my hands.

Moaning, she arched into me, pressing her n*****s against my palms. I grunted, pleased, and nipped at her neck, causing her to moan and writhe on the bed.

Her legs quivered around my hips.

“Jared...." She moaned my name.

My ears tingled and I squeezed her breasts harder. I gripped her n*****s between my thumb and forefinger, rolling them and pinching lightly until they tightened into pert little buds.

Eliza moaned and rolled her hips against me, pressing against my firm c**k. She was impatient, but I wanted to take my time.

If none of this worked out, we might not have many more moments like this. I was still intent on enjoying whatever time we did have together, even though we had more hope of breaking the curse than we'd had before.