Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 17: Ernest’s Mate

Maeve

“Don’t say your name? Why?”

*Just in that context. I don’t… we can’t-”

“I know,” I said hurriedly, feeling foolish. It couldn’t be personal. That had to be what he meant. I fidgeted, looking past him toward the door. He followed my gaze, then snapped his head back around, giving me a serious look.

“Leave them alone, Maeve. I know what you’re thinking.”

“I just really need to talk to Ernest—”

“No, you don’t.”

“You don’t understand, Aaron. Gemma is in a bit of a crisis right now,”

“Because they’re mates? That doesn’t sound like a crisis to me.” He stood there, staring at me blankly as my jaw dropped open.

“How the hell did you know that?”

“Uh, he told me? Is it supposed to be a secret-”

I turned from him, pacing over to a set of couches that had been pushed up against the wall so that the maid could polish and wax the floor. I felt a little guilty as I looked down at the very obvious footprints left in the fresh wax, but the room was rarely used. It was my first time spending more than a few minutes here myself. “Well, if you know about it then it’s not a secret, is it?”

He shrugged, reaching up to crack open the window. “What do you need to talk to him about that’s so pressing you’d interrupt them?”

“I wasn’t going to interrupt them,” I lied, pursing my lips as he cast me an incredulous look. “I just wanted to talk to him privately.”

“About why he won’t marry and have children?”

Igaped at him again, my jaw nearly hitting the floor. “You know about that? You know why?”

“Yeah, he told me all about it.” Aaron’s tone was so casual that I laughed, unable to stop myself. He peered at me, tilting his head as I sat down on one of the dusty couches. “Do you seriously not know? How could you not know? Your whole reason for being here is to produce the heir he refuses,”

“Refuses? No, he can’t have children.”

“Oh, he’s perfectly capable of having children.”

“1-How?”

sitting down on the arm rest with his legs splayed open. I could see the outline of his cock in the comically tiny shorts he was wearing, and he made no move to hide it, either. He caught my gaze and I blushed, which was actually the reaction he had wanted. His mouth twitched into a smile as he stretched his arms above his head, groaning loudly as I

“Aaron!”

pivoted on the arm rest and put both of his feet on the couch, facing me. “Ernest said he had a vision

whether or

his own mother had the same vision, and she was the driving force behind getting your dad

I felt myself flush, my skin prickling with

were rare if they were real at all. At least, that’s what my parents told me after Aaron’s own mother cursed me, after his accident. My

I promise. And I know how ridiculous it sounds. He said he thought it was just a dream until his mom said something about

chest at his words. My Uncle Talon and Aunt Georgia had ruled over Drogomor in my father’s place. Dad wanted to be in Winter Forest with us, not thousands of miles away in Valoria. I didn’t know the details of the exchange of power, but I do know Ernest became Alpha

well, Ernest believes it. I tried to

true,” I

It’s fanciful at best-” He paused, the muscles of

mother cursed

she couldn’t have. It’s not real, just like

to come into my power. I was. I told the nurse in the infirmary to save some of my blood for healing and she only… she only smiled. She smiled

an angry woman said now determines your future? How do you know your blood doesn’t have healing

I breathed, looking over at him. He was watching me intentionally, his eyes lingering on mine. “She believed it. I could see it in

exactly is this

shrugged, leaning forward over my knees to look down at the floor. “That I won’t find my mate. That I won’t come

“Well, when’s your birthday?”

at him.”Not

stood, holding out his

“Where are we going?”

he’s

you said not to interrupt

changed

measure. Aaron was a master of deflection. He obviously didn’t want to talk about the day he got hurt in front of me, or his mother, or my possible curse. But, I was thankful for the break in conversation. I

surprised to see Ernest walking quickly down the corridor away from us, his back turned and his shoulders

Where are you going?” Aaron called

my hand,

for a conference today. I have to go down to the village to escort him to

inhale, but his face was calm and firmly fixed on Ernest. Ernest ran his fingers through his hair again, ruffling it

about

with—”Aaron stepped backward, his heel crunching my toes. I let out my breath in a hiss, glancing up at him and noticing the abrupt change in his demeanor. He was looking forward, his gaze traveling well past Ernest and into a darkened corner of the corridor where it

his owlish eyes watching the three of us. I swallowed, exhaling as Aaron removed his heel from my toes. It

But why?

fetch this guy, how does that sound?” Aaron said, still looking over the top

from the train station to the road leading to the castle.