Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 4: Familiarity Breeds an Heir

It couldn’t be

Aaron bobbed his head at me, his curls falling over his face. “Maeve,” he said, his voice serious, nothing like the man! had met hours earlier. “You’re looking… well.”

I could see the smile hiding in the corner of his mouth. I glared, which surprised him, one of his dark brows arching.

Ernest was standing between us, looking from one to other expectantly, a wide, almost deranged smile plastered on his face. “This is just great!”

“Fantastic,” i murmured, not breaking eye contact with Aaron. “You’re quite changed, Aaron.”

Something passed over his face at that, a look of concern? I couldn’t quite make it out.

“It’s been ten years, if I remember correctly.” He took a step forward, looking down at me through a fan of dark lashes. “I would hope I look different than I did at what, fourteen?”

Oh yes, he looked different. The Aaron I once knew had been short, blond, and lanky, slightly behind in physical development compared to Rowan and his friends. Aaron had, in fact, gravitated toward me during his family’s visit to Winter Forest, shortly after his father had formed the Red Lakes pack in what was once the uninhabited forests in the Western Territory. Aaron hadn’t wanted to play warrior with Rowan and his friends. He mistook my gender for weakness, however. There would be no dolls or tea parties for Maeve that day.

i lifted my chin, squaring up to him. I didn’t know why I was suddenly so angry. I felt deceived, perhaps. I obviously didn’ trecognize him in the market. He must not have recognized me. Not until he heard my name, that is.

Something in his eyes told me not to mention that we had met earlier. I could see it written on his face. He was watching me closely, like prey, taking me all in.

No, this wasn’t the Aaron I remembered. Not at all.

“How is your father?” I asked formally. Ernest was beaming,

“Fine, as always,” Aaron said shortly, glancing over at Ernest. “He sends his regards, Alpha,”

Ernest looked as though he might burst into happy tears. I rolled my eyes.

“And to your father, of course. I look forward to meeting him in the future. Your family is doing a great service to Drogomor, a service that will see us see us bound together in peace for years to come.”

Aaron nodded shortly, his mouth twitching into a forced smile.

“And how nice it is that the two of you are friends.”

I thought for a moment that Ernest was about to reach out and take us both by the hands. I flinched as he turned to me, forcing a smile onto my own face. “Ernest,” I said lightly, not sure what else to say.

” have an early meeting in the morning, so I must retire. But please, sit down, get to know each other again.” He smiled eagerly, always the gracious hostess. I made my smile wider, knowing full well I looked delirious.

“Thank you, Ernest. Goodnight,” I said through gritted teeth. Ernest nodded a farewell to Aaron, then practically skipped out of the room, closing the door behind him.

“You!” I said, rounding on Aaron.

“…Me?”

“You ran off the second you found out my name was Maeve: Why didn’t you say anything? Did you not recognize me?”

He laughed, once.

What would you like me to say, Maeve? I didn’t I didn’t recognize you, alright? And then it felt weird because you

Because we have to have sex.”

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes twinkling with mirth I could see the cutting, playful remark on his lips as he opened his mouth to reply, but I held my hand up to stop him,

“I’m being serious right now,” I said curtly, giving him a cold look

“Okay. I’m sorry. I’m sorry about earlier today, too.” He took a step back then leaned against Ernest’s desk, crossing his arms over his chest.

We stared at each other, like we had done so many times before. I felt as though a silent conversation was passing between us, something I couldn’t yet decipher.

And his eyes.

noticed Aaron’s eyes when we were children? Surely I would’ve remembered something as rare as

your face,” he said,

salve. I glared at him, tucking my hand back

feeling better,” he said

“I am.”

“That’s great.”

“Sure.”

he looked away from me and around the

“What?”

“Nothing.”

on my heels, glancing longingly at

can go, if you want,” he said, tilting his head toward the door. “I’m not holding you

is probably standing in the hallway,” I breathed, glancing back at Aaron. “I don’t want to get stuck in a conversation with him right now.

“What’s his deal, anyway?”

“What do you mean?”

up in

His mother is my father’s sister. This is… this

looked slightly taken aback at this. He looked away, focusing his gaze on the window.

“I don’t understand -”

the Alpha, shouldn’t he have

ask me

looking uncomfortable.

“Didn’t kyow what?”

was your

look of shock and

knitted

a job to

get out of all of

unsure how

and taking a few steps toward me. I stiffened, scrunching the fabric of my robe in the palms of my hands as he neared, Something about him intimidated me, only slightly, but enough to make me fight the urge to cower as he straightened to his full height only a

my family. A service, like Ernest said. The same goes

indeed.” There was something dark in his voice,

I felt a pang of grief for my girlish feelings about him, knowing he would never just be

know you don’t like me,” I said softly. “I know you

my forearm, as though he were about to touch me, but then he closed his hand into a

happened when

for

“Oh, okay…”

in my shoulders released as my body relaxed. Why had I been so mad at him before? Because he ran away from me? Because he turned out to be

the first time, preventing my fall into the street. He

could be no relationship between us

noticing the twinkle of understanding in his eyes. Maybe, just

corner of his mouth lifting

said, a gentle laugh escaping my lips. “You look nothing like you did when I saw you

again, as though

Aaron was acting as though he didn’t remember

tall, actually. You were blond, too. I guess… I don’t remember

a lot more pronounced as I got older,” he said

It didn’t, but I

“We should go to bed.” He blushed, shaking his head.” didn’t

you meant.” I gave him a generous smile, even though my heart felt like

“What?”

to arrive at the end of the week? Why

stand eine fermament, biting the inside of his cheek. There it was again, the feeling

nunk at somehow