Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 47: Through the Front Door

Rowan

“We’re not that far from the castle, Rowan,” Dad said sternly as he bent to tie his boots. He looked up at me, catching my annoyed expression.

“It would be faster if we shifted-”

“And show up naked to confront whoever’s in the castle right now? No, I think not.”

He did have a point.

I surrendered, leaning against a tree as the rest of the warriors caught up to us, their backs heavy with sacks full of supplies. Dad had said in passing that he meant to take over again, but I hadn’t believed it at the time. Seeing the warriors outfitted for battle made a hard lump form in my throat. We were actually going to do this…

It wasn’t long before we reached the outskirts of the castle grounds. I could see it rising out of the darkness, amber colored light spilling from several windows.

We crouched in the tall grass, Dad motioning for us to move forward a few feet at a time, the group of us spread wide across the field.

“Do you think Maeve is being held in the castle?” I whispered. Dad shook his head, his eyes shining in the moonlight.

“No, she wouldn’t be here. They are holding her somewhere less obvious.”

I opened my mouth to question his thinking, but he held his hand up to quiet me. We moved forward.

Suddenly, a shout came from somewhere near the castle, then laughter. I held my breath and winced as a woman began to scream, pleading with whoever was laughing. I winced, my fingers digging into the earth beneath me as I tried to maintain my composure.

Dad motioned to one of the warriors, who took off through the grass towards the noise. I heard a whooshing sound, then a cracking thump.

The woman was crying, gulping for air as she sobbed a desperate thanks.

“Come on, let’s move,” Dad said, crouching as he walked through the grass, leading up closer to the castle.

“What was that?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t care. We just can’t risk anyone seeing us approach,” he answered.

“How are we going to get inside?”

“Through the front door, of course.”

I stopped, gaping at him. “What?”

“This is my castle, remember?” He gave me a knowing look, his eyes flaming with long subdued fury.

He wasn’t wrong. He was just going to waltz in like he owned the place, apparently

I had heard stories about my father, but those stories didn’t reflect the man I knew. It seemed I was going to meet the man from the stories tonight, however

up to the castle. Dad led the way as we approached the door, and opened it wide, stepping in

inside the castle. The front hall was dimly lit by lanterns placed in the corners

aren’t they using

power banks while doing so,” Dad said loudly, his voice booming with purpose and

one of the hallways. They were light, their tread soft against the stone pavers as they

thinly over her shoulders, her black eyes shining in the lantern light. She swiveled to a stop in front of Dad, her

you?”

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dad and giving him a sultry look. She bowed slightly, chuckling to herself as she

Alpha of

she laughed again, a shrill sound that echoed off the walls around us. I shuffled my feet, uncomfortable

Dad said, his voice harboring an edge of disdain for the

one? The dead one, or

Dad ground out, his teeth

Alpha of Drogomor. His name is Damian, you might have heard of him?” She was being sarcastic, of course, her eyes shining with mirth. “My

said, stepping towards her. She smiled at him, another sultry smile that made my stomach

of course you do, Ethan

the causal manner in which she addressed my

his schedule?” She giggled, walking a

still, his face beginning to twist in

is,” she said, leaning into

by the throat, catching her off guard. But her look of panic

a wide smile. He threw her to the ground, turning back to the warriors

the castle,

castle, going in several different directions as they spread out. I stood

blood dripping from the corner

Maeve?” he asked sharply, not bothered by the fact that the woman’s head had smacked against

closing her eyes, “No one knows. Damian is

What do you

something Damian needs. Romero gave it to the breeder. He needs-he needs Maeve to-to-* She inhaled

| asked, looking down

brow, looking down at the woman

out somewhere in the castle and Dad stilled, his eyes focusing on the stairs. Someone up above screamed, then the sound of snarling and clicking teeth

whispered, his

“What”

the stairs, one of our warriors, his clothes torn and tattered as

was a

have told you that!” I yelled, squaring my shoulders, then quickly changing my mind as wolves started pouring down the stairs,

strip out of the clothes before I shifted, bursting through the seams and flexing

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