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

The front hall was dimly lit by lanterns placed in the corners of the area and on

aren’t they using power?” I

inadvertently drained the power banks while doing so,” Dad said loudly, his voice

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

her glossy platinum blonde hair falling thinly over her shoulders, her black eyes shining in the lantern light. She swiveled to a stop in front of

you?”

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of Greenbriar,” she said hotly, tilting her chin towards dad and giving him a sultry look.

Alpha

dead,” she replied, pouting her lip sarcastically. Then she laughed again, a shrill sound that echoed off

the Alpha of Drogomor?” Dad said, his voice harboring an edge of disdain for the

one? The dead one, or the new

ground

ha! There is no 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

towards her. She smiled at him, another sultry smile that

course you do, Ethan

by the causal manner in which she addressed my

walking a circle around him, running her

face beginning to twist in mingled fury and

leaning into his ear, “if

clutched her by the throat, catching her off guard. But her look of panic quickly changed to a look

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

the castle,

directions as they spread out. I stood next to Dad, looking down at the woman

from the corner of her mouth, “Your

the fact that the woman’s head had smacked

her eyes, “No one knows. Damian

What do

gave it to the breeder. He

she dying?” | asked, looking

his tone totally casual. I knitted my brow, looking down at the woman as her head slumped to the side. She was still breathing, at

commotion broke out somewhere in the castle and Dad stilled, his eyes focusing on the stairs. Someone up

whispered, his face etched

“What”

clothes torn and tattered as he came to a dead stop on the

was

quickly changing my mind as wolves started pouring down the stairs, jumping over the body of the

the seams and flexing my scruff as the wolves

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