Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 48: The Daughters of Artemis

Maeve

I followed the group of women down into a steep, rocky valley. Myla and Pete flanked me on either side, still in their wolf forms. They were beginning to tire, their breathing heavy as we made it to the base of the valley, the sun beginning to set over the mountains to the west.

We approached a wall of vines growing up the side of a rock wall. The trail we had been walking on ended abruptly at the wall, and I looked around, confused.

But then the women walked into the vines, one by one. I followed them, holding back the vines and entering a long, lightless tunnel.

“What?” I murmured, apprehension tingling across my skin. Light began to trickle in, the tunnel opening up to a valley of green, rolling hills and towering cliff faces. I gasped as I stepped out into the light, seeing the buildings carved into the rocky mountain behind me and the waterfall flowing into a wide creek in which several bridges weaved over the water.

“Welcome to the city of Dianny,” the woman said, her dark eyes creasing into a smile. She hadn’t yet told me her name, but based on the fact that her pack mates were coming up to her, bowing their heads in greeting, I assumed she was their leader, or at least their Luna.

The city was ancient, the buildings built into the mountains were totally carved out of stone and towered high above our heads. All of the facades had carvings on them, symbols etched into red stone. The lower levels were painted in colorful, sweeping murals, telling some story I didn’t understand.

I heard a yelp behind me and turned, watching as Myla and Pete were surrounded and led away.

“Hey!” I called after them, but I lost them in the crowd.

“Don’t worry,” the woman said kindly, “They’re not in danger. We will give them clothes and food, and reunite you when they’re rested.”

“Who are you?” | asked, my tone brass and slightly bitter. I was nervous.

“My name is Una. I’m the Alpha of the Daughters of Artemis.”

“The Alpha?” I looked around at the crowd of people that had begun to gather, ripples of hushed conversation surrounding us.

“Yes,” she laughed, waving her hand in dismissal, “Much like the White Queens, we are led by a female line. Come, I will take you to your mate.”

“He’s not,” I shut my mouth, biting my lip to stop myself from saying anything further.

The crowd parted for us as we walked across the soft grass of what looked to be a market square, and soon we passed under the entrance of one of the tall buildings built into the side of the mountain.

It was cool inside the building. It was lined with archways leading back outside, a cool breeze wafting through the open space and as we turned down a hallway, several children ran past us, squealing in delight as they tossed a ball back and forth.

So many people, I thought, how did I not know about this place?

Una motioned me to follow her as she turned a corner. I walked beneath a large, ornately decorated archway into a courtyard bursting with fruit trees and tropical flowers.

“Troy?”

He looked up from the book on his lap, his eyes blinking as he straightened up, looking at me as though he’d seen a ghost.

to me but stopping short of Una, his eyes narrowing suspiciously on her

come,” Una smiled sincerely, no hint of cruelty in

bent his mouth to my ear, “Who are these

looking at Una. She smiled again, nodding her

Troy said, looking Una up and

you mean?” I

the myths,” Una said, her voice lifted

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Troy opened his mouth to reply

you are not prisoners here, any of you. You

we would be taking our leave now, “It would be wise for you to stay, at

what’s to come?” Troy took my hand and took

to rest. I will show you to your room. Follow me,” she walked out through the archway and back into the corridor. We followed, glancing at

led us to a door. She turned,

be your home during your stay, and whenever you decide to

it open to reveal the most beautiful room

the polished, pale wood furniture. Troy’s mouth dropped open as he looked up at the half-dome ceiling, a mural painted

said, her hand on the doorknob. “Dinner is in a few hours. Please join us in the

door, leaving Troy and I

to the window, looking out over the rolling hills

Troy asked as he walked into the bathroom, running his hands over the giant bathtub that had been carved out of the side

of clothes, the fabric a vivid white and soft to the touch. I pulled off my clothes before Troy could even reply, letting a long, flowy dress fall over my shoulders. “Oh, that’s better,”

see your nipples,” Troy snorted, coming out of the bathroom to inspect

here too-” | pulled a long, simple white shirt off of a hanger and held it up to him, noticing the strange clothes he was already wearing

It fit him in a strange way, so different compared to the usual garb he wore on a daily basis, but

to you

had met a group of men when they

tea to help the pain in my arm,” he lifted

sudden burst of jealousy rippling over my skin. “I thought White

shook his head, sitting down on the edge of the

of the fable

“Of course, everyone has.”

a fable. These

down and propping myself up on my elbow to look down

what I’ve gathered in the

“How is that possible?”