Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 252

Chapter 32: Persnickety on the Persephone

Maeve

I stood near the railing of the ship, looking down at the boat that was bobbing on the water several stories below as Cleo gripped the ladder and slowly made her way up the side of the ship, her eyes fixed on my face.

Robbie was behind her, his voice carrying in the breeze as he encouraged her to keep climbing.

I grabbed her shoulders and helped her over the railing as she came within my reach. She was shaking, swallowing hard as her feet finally met the deck.

“That was terrifying,” she said, her voice trembling as she placed a hand over her heart.

I took her in my arms, squeezing gently before looking over her shoulder at Robbie as he came over the railing and landed with a sharp thud on the deck beside us.

A blond man was standing with his arms crossed over his chest, watching us. Watching me. I turned my head to look back at him, curiosity bubbling through my system.

He was one of those people that was truly beautiful. He looked as though he had been cut from marble by a skilled artist who crafted each chiseled feature with great care. He was deeply tanned, his eyes a vibrant hazel that were light enough to be almost golden in the fading sunlight.

This must be Cap,’ I thought, steeling my expression as I gave him a once-over. He was much younger than I thought he’d be, probably no older than Troy. And to own a boat like this? He must be absolutely loaded. Must be nice to steal for a living.

“Pull er up, boys.” Robbie said to the crew, stepping back as two men began to pull a crank that was slowly lifting the small boat out of the water. It knocked into the side of the Persephone as it climbed higher and higher with Troy and Myla still inside. The blond man stepped forward, the sunset casting a vivid red glow behind him as he gripped the railing and looked down.

I moved Cleo away from the railing as more crewmen stepped toward it, preparing to catch the small boat and lower it onto the deck.

A wiry, elderly man stepped forward, pulling on the sleeve of Robbie’s shirt, whispering something inaudible as the boat continued its ascent.

“Aye, yeah. Troy as a broken arm and the woman has a head wound. Neither could climb the ladder,” Robbie replied, his voice booming despite his attempt at a hushed whisper. Cleo paled, looking down at her feet.

“She’s going to be fine,” I coaxed, wrapping my arm around her shoulder.

“Cap!” Robbie bellowed, and the blond turned his head, confirming his identity. “Doc want’s em’ sent to the infirmary right away.”

“Of course,” the blond said, nodding in the direction of the elderly man, who nodded back and walked across the deck toward a set of large, wooden doors.

“See?” I whispered to Cleo. “They have a doctor on board. An infirmary, too.”

Cleo exhaled deeply, a little of the tension leaving her shoulders as the crewmen crowded the railing in front of us, their arms outstretched as Troy stood up in the small boat, holding Myla up to the crewmen with his good arm.

hell did you get yourself into, Troy?” said the captain as Troy climbed over the railing, accepting the

was staring at Myla as she was laid out on a stretcher, his golden eyes fixed on her face and his hands

I stepped forward to tell the man to get back, but Cleo’s hand

fiercely protective of Myla. Something about her behavior now made a chill run up my

and watched as his expression began to twist with concern as Myla was

all about?” I said, not

with a steely glare. “Ah,” he said, his voice lifted in a mocking, unfriendly lilt. “This must be Princess Maeve, the very reason Mirage is burning to the ground right now,

“How dare you speak to

straight,” he snapped. “I do not care that you’re a princess. You’re a passenger on my ship.

“I’ll leave then-”

the sharks on your swim

blinking and clearing my throat as I righted myself, tilting

even so much as speak out of turn I will,” he paused, looking over his shoulder at

smile plastered on

ship. Do you understand?” Keaton

darlin’.” He leaned in, the

take a step away from him but wanting to stand

hair off my shoulder before giving me a dramatic smile

to the lower levels of the ship. He turned suddenly on

to Robbie, who was leaning on the

minutes. We need to talk. And “show

below deck,

my shoulders. Troy noticed this and shook his head, exhaling deeply

Robbie extended his hand to me, but I turned

here for the captain to return, thank you very much. I have a few words I’d like to say to him.. in private.” I glared

lips, arching his brow toward Troy and shrugged one shoulder. “Well, that’d be you, wouldn’t it, while Cap’s indisposed at the

you’re right Robbie. I’m the captain of this

at them both for a second, then threw my head back in laughter. “What are you

and Cap were boys. Troy

while, aren’t you?” Troy was grinning like

out, walking forward with my chin jutting toward the sails, not making eye

he said, giving Troy a knowing look as he opened the doors and

Absolutely not!” I screeched, my hands firmly planted on my hips as I looked around the room. Troy’s room. Robbie shrugged helplessly, his palms toward the ceiling as he slowly backed

Was’na my

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