Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 269

Chapter 49: The Sacred

Maeve

Troy and I walked through the building, surprised by the amount of noise coming from the corridors as we headed down the many, many stairs to the lower-level courtyard.

The buildings are where everyone lives, stacked on top of each other,” Troy said, smiling as a little girl ran past us, chasing after what must have been her older sister.

*This place is ancient, Troy. How old do you think this place is?”

Troy exhaled, looking around as we walked towards the courtyard, reaching up to run his hand along the wall.

“A thousand years, maybe more?”

“More?” I sucked in my breath, unable to process it.

“Well, how many White Queens have there been over time? Count back and that’s likely as old as this place, and even Winter Forest, should

be.”

“Mom said Winter Forest wasn’t the original settlement of the White Queens. There’s a ruin on an island across from the inlet. That’s where the pack used to live, but everyone believes it was taken over by the water hundreds of years ago.”

“See? This is very, very old stuff.”

I nodded, swallowing against the anxiety tightening my chest and throat. This was an old place. A strange place. And I had the oddest “out of body feeling as we walked the halls. We finally turned the corner and passed through the archway leading to the courtyard, stopping short of the entrance as Duck came bounding towards us, followed by Myla and Pete.

“Where’s Robbie?” Troy asked, furrowing his brow.

“He’s out chasin’ tail,Myla said with a laugh. Pete blushed deeply, lowering his gaze to his feet.

“Still?” Troy snorted, shaking his head.

“So, you saw him? And he was alright?” I asked hurriedly. Myla nodded her head, wiggling her eyebrows at me and Troy.

“Oh, he’s more than alright, I’ll say that much. He told me all about it,” Myla said.

“Why?” Troy asked, looking from Myla to Pete, who was looking more and more uncomfortable with the conversation.

“Why not?” Myla said with a soft chuckle, “What else were we supposed to do while we were waiting for you guys to come down? What were you up to, anyway?”

her brow, puffing out her cheeks as she tried

said, annoyed, “Please, can we talk

little jealous-”

Pete was blushing. And I had the opportunity to, you know, do what Robbie

you take it?” Troy laughed,

here is saving himself for his

very gallant of you, Pete.” I said,

will follow me,” came a voice from behind us. We turned around, finding a young girl standing still as a rod in the archway, her eyes wide with nerves as she spoke. She was young, very young, likely no more than ten or eleven years old.

in the slowly moving, shallow water. It looked like a refreshing activity in this unforgiving heat. I made a mental note to

narrow gravel pathway leading downhill into another shallow valley through a thicket of trees. Stepping out of the trees, we stopped, all of us looking out over a massive, turquoise colored lake that

setting sun.

the city’s entrance. Music was wafting

that were strung through the trees. It was beautiful, and quite romantic, and I felt a sudden urge to find a dark corner and

blushed deeply, clearing my throat. Troy looked down at me, squeezing my hand. “What’s wrong?” he

feeling a little hot. What was

exclaimed, looking up at the sea of

Troy called out, “Have you been able to mind-link with

pursed her lips, shaking her head, “No, I tried but I couldn’t get through. Do you think we’re out of

shook his head, sighing deeply. He bent his head close to mine as we walked, “Something is

don’t think these people are going to

firmly, but his eyes were still hyper

a wide dock. Flowerpots lined the dock, and sprays of flowers I couldn’t name were in full bloom. The

blankets and plush pillows had been laid out around a huge, circular table that was low to the ground, and Una

cushions. The older man must have been Ismir, Una’s

her eyes. We sat around the table, as did the young girl, who elbowed her brother before taking a seat next to him. “This is my family,” Una said, beaming with delight, “My

have eight children?” Myla said, her eyes wide, and a

head close

I replied, watching Myla gush over Una’s brood. “Myla will have ten children, I’d bet my

seeing the confusion flash behind his eyes, his tanned face blushing deeply

about this place that is making us

into his eyes, my heart quickening as

boys?” He laughed, his eyes creasing with what I can only describe as

mouth to say something, but the words were lost, hanging on

thought, unable

food I had ever tasted were brought out over the course of three hours. Hot, spiced tea was poured

my eyes met Una’s, who was watching me closely, a look of mingled

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