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

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

hall was dimly lit by lanterns placed in the corners

they using power?” I

Dad said loudly, his voice booming with purpose and echoing through the front hall. “They don’t know

hallways. They were light, their tread soft

shining in the lantern light.

are you?” Dad

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tilting her chin towards dad and giving him a sultry look. She bowed slightly, chuckling to herself

not the Alpha of Greenbriar-” Dad

pouting her lip sarcastically. Then she laughed again, a shrill sound that echoed off the walls around us. I

the Alpha of Drogomor?” Dad said, his voice

one? The dead one, or the

false Alpha,” Dad ground out, his

false 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 soon-to-be

another sultry smile that made my stomach turn. “And where

of course you do,

shocked by the causal manner

schedule?” She giggled, walking a circle around him, running her fingers over his

didn’t answer. He stood stock still, his face beginning to twist in mingled fury and

leaning into his ear, “if first you come

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

her mouth stretched in a wide smile. He threw her to the ground, turning back to the warriors and nodded towards

castle,

in several different directions as they spread out. I stood next to

weakly, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, “Your

bothered by the fact that the woman’s head had smacked against the stone

one knows.

water? What do you

man– the breeder… he has something Damian needs. Romero gave it to the breeder. He needs-he needs Maeve to-to-*

asked, looking down at

knitted my brow, looking down at the woman as her head slumped to the side. She was still

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

run,” Dad whispered, his face

“What”

one of our warriors, his clothes torn and tattered as he came to a

was

yelled, squaring my shoulders, then quickly changing my mind as wolves started pouring down

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

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