Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 273

Chapter 53: Following Destiny

Troy

Duck was bounding up the beach ahead of us, his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth and slapping his snout as he ran. Robbie was sulking behind me, his feet shuffling in the sand.

“Come on, man. We have to go back for the girls, you know,” I said, looking at him over my shoulder. He huffed audibly, like an animal, but refused to keep in step with me. Robbie hadn’t wanted to leave Dianny. He had met someone, but refused to talk about it to anyone, which was probably because Myla would tease him relentlessly if she found out.

Oh, Keaton was going to have my head over the Myla situation.

I could already see him storming down the beach towards us, his face twisted in anger.

“Where is she?!” he bellowed from several yards away, his voice booming over the sound of the waves lapping against the sand. I waved at him.

“Nice to see you too!”

“Shut up, Troy. You useless,” His words were drowned out by the sound of the waves crashing over a large rock as we passed by. High tide. I turned my head to look over at the Persephone. Its masts were mended, and people were climbing the rat lines to help hoist the sails back into place.

“She’s fine. She felt she needed to stay back with Maeve and Pete,” I said, stopping short of Keaton, who was fuming with frustration.

“Fine? You’ve been gone for three days, and all you have to say to me is that she’s fine?” He crossed his arms over his chest, cheeks reddening. “And… at least a dozen complete strangers show up at our camp saying they’re going to fix our ship with nothing but primitive tools,”

“Looks fixed t’ me,” Robbie said with a chuckle, tilting his head towards the Persephone. Keaton reddened further, his eyes glazing over with righteous fury.

“What exactly are you doing back here? Hmm? Without the women? You brought this useless dog but not- Keaton pointed down at Duck, who interrupted him by licking his hand and leaving a trail of slime along the cuff of Keaton’s coat. “Ugh!”

“There’s a lot to explain,” I said, running my fingers through my hair. How the hell was I supposed to explain everything that had happened?

“Obviously! And what’s wrong with you, Rob?” Keaton stepped forward, giving Robbie a quizzical eye. It was unlike Robbie to sulk.

“Robbie has a girlfriend”

“I found my mate.”

I nearly snapped my neck turning to face him. Keaton and I stared at Robbie, jaws slack in communal shock.

“I’m

behind.” Robbie tucked his hands into his pockets, rocking on

Keaton, who looked at me, and we broke

But Robbie wasn’t laughing.

tear from his eye, his face falling as Robbie’s cheeks pinkened

most of our stay in Dianny, but Myla had made it seem like he was merely enjoying himself, not that he had a mate

Dianny. I’m gonna stay back while

what? Wait a minute–” Keaton

hands up in surrender, “We’re going through the southern passage. All the way through.

forward. “You’re staying behind? And you–” He turned to me, pointing his

captain,” I said, pausing to clear my throat. Now or never. “And if we don’t go through the pass, Maeve’s

die.”

that have to do with the Persephone

grabbing his hand, folding his pointed finger back into place,

swung at me. I reared back, dodging his blow, and then bent my head to rush

our shirts. He slammed us together, my nose cracking against Keaton’s forehead. “I’m staying,” he said calmly as Keaton and I staggered backwards. “I’ve been breaking up your fights since we were lads. I’ve done my time. Better start getting along

pain. I straightened up, happy to be the first to regain my composure

treasure hunt, Troy!” Keaton said,

It’s even more imperative that we find the tomb now, before someone else

we don’t? You’ve heard the stories about the Pass. Treading water in the southern

quickly, “We don’t

really leaving us, Rob? You’re sure?” Keaton turned to Robbie,

hands on his hips. “The only reason I’m letting any of this continue is because of

are likely to be blacklisted from doing any type of business in the pack lands for the

that?” Keaton said, his

even open my mouth, “We should have never gotten into business with Damian in

a glance at Keaton, who tilted

met our mates had it not been for

Maeve

bag into the boat, looking over his shoulder at

lake.

waved her hand in dismissal, stepping into the boat and sitting down on one of the benches. She ran her hands along the wooden hull, admiring the craftsmanship. Pete scowled, picking up the last bag

tie my hair into a bun on the top of my head. It had been a full day since Troy and Robbie left to go back to camp. Robbie had returned in the morning, relaying a message from Keaton and Troy that Troy would be waiting for us at the beach instead of coming to fetch us

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