Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder
Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 231
Chapter 11 : I’m Not Proud of It
Maeve
The library was cool and shrouded in darkness as I helped Aaron onto one of the couches. He groaned as he shifted his weight, the bruises from our battle in the alleyway already evident on his skin.
He accepted my help, allowing me to peer into his mouth to check for broken teeth. His nose was likely broken, but he had set it straight himself, the crunching sound of it still ringing in my ears.
“Well, I don’t think you’re dying,” I said as I turned from him and crossed the room, rummaging in the bar cart for something strong. I pulled out a dusty bottle of scotch, the wax seal unbroken as I grabbed two glasses and walked back over to where he sat.
“I think the walk home was the worst part,” he groaned, peering at me through one eye as I sat the glasses down and used my fingernail to break the wax seal.
“Yeah, that was the longest walk of my life,” I said with a little laugh. We had fumbled our way through the city center, getting miserably lost once we left the university’s property. We missed the last train back to Old Town and found ourselves shuffling along the river-walk for almost an hour until someone was kind enough to give us a ride upriver in their boat. They took us to the outskirts of Old Town, the walk back to the castle well over five miles in the pitch black of night. I tried to persuade Aaron to shift, thinking he’d have more strength to make the journey that way, but he refused. I wouldn’t ask him to carry me on the back of his wolf when he was injured.
He knew I didn’t yet know my wolf. He wasn’t going to shift without me. It was a gallant gesture, but I knew he regretted it the second he sunk into the couch, his beaten body aching and tender.
I handed him a glass of scotch and he nodded in thanks, drinking the entire pour in one swallow.
“That’s a waste,” I scolded, pouring him another. “Sip it, don’t shoot it. This was probably here during my father’s time in the castle.” I held the amber liquid in the faint light of the moon coming through the three-story high windows, swirling the scotch in the glass before bringing it to my nose. He watched me; one brow arched.
He brought his glass to his lips, sticking his pinky out as he swallowed it all, again, his eyes not leaving mine.
“You’re impossible,” I scoffed, sitting down at the end of the couch, my arm resting on his ankles as I leaned my head back on the cushions and looked up at the elaborately painted ceiling and antique chandelier. I sipped the scotch, enjoying the warmth as it slid down my throat. “What a night, huh?”
“You’re not hurt, are you?” He tried to sit up but decided against it, falling back into the cushions with his face twisted into a grimace.
“No, I’m not.” I brought my hands into my lap, running my fingers over my knuckles where the man’s teeth had met my fist. The skin had already healed, thanks to the healing powers in my blood.
“Good, I–I’m sorry, Maeve. I should’ve stayed by you. I shouldn’t have—”. –
“I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself,” I said quickly, reaching out to pat his ankle. “This is why I didn’t want to go. Nothing good ever happens at socials, at least from what I’ve been told.”
“Maeve I shouldn’t have… come on to you like that. I was drunk. Really, really drunk. 1—*
The words cut into my heart as he continued to apologize. He might as well have said he didn’t mean any of it, not his words or the kiss. Oh, the kiss. It had damn near brought me to my knees. I would have let him have his way with me in the alleyway if we hadn’t been interrupted.
“It’s fine,” I said, forcing a smile even though my heart felt as though it would shatter into millions of pieces. “It’s alright, really.”
watching a mysterious, unreadable expression cross over his features. I almost asked him about what he had about leaving, going south through the southern pass or up over the northern tundra. I bit my lip, remembering how he had said he was drunk. He probably had no idea what he was
you ever live here?” he asked, looking around the library
Rowan spent time here,
looking at the ceiling’s faded mural, “how old this place
time the intricate paintings of the moon cycles set against a smattering of stars. Wolves seemed to be dancing around the base of the chandelier, their necks straining upward as if they were
what I understand. My father’s family wasn’t always part of the pack. It’s rare for packs to pass down more than three or four generations of familial Alphas without someone else coming in to claim it. I think. my great-grandfather took over the pack at some point, from who I don’t know, but I do know my dad was born in this
continued to look at the ceiling, his eyes glassy from drink and the painfully late hour. It was close to three o’clock in the morning
you want to go to bed?” I asked, turning to
legs. “Can’t move. I’m going to have
fetch you some
one eye, the gray one, giving
much,” I said with a short
first fight?” he
“Uh, no… it wasn’t.”
outside of wrestling with
I smoothed the fabric of my dress, reaching up to finger the ripped fabric across my chest. *He stopped wrestling me when
Played too rough, huh?”
took it a little
I not
him, but his
your first
into the couch. “I was twelve, maybe thirteen. It
could see them beneath his fan
those kids from the original families of Winter Forest. He had a real chip on his shoulder. He knew all the girls liked him
tapped his fingers on his chest.
I found out he also kissed Nancy, who was also older and connected to the original families. Rowan and I were kind of like.. outcasts, I guess, even though our mom is the queen. We were always treated differently, as though we had some advantage compared to the other kids, it made it hard to fit in.” I took a breath, glancing over at him. “Nancy cornered me one
I’m not
proud
I
cornered me, l egged her on a little. Threw the names she had called me right back at her. She slapped me, and I just went – berserk. I had her pinned to the ground in a matter of seconds. All of the kids came running from the school yard to watch.
too.”
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