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

his hands

me, and

But Robbie wasn’t laughing.

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

tightening to a knot. Robbie had been markedly absent during most of our stay in Dianny, but

Alison. And she won’t leave Dianny. I’m gonna stay back while you guys, well, chase the

Wait a

going

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

I said, pausing to clear my throat. Now or never. “And if we don’t go

die.”

to do with

we don’t go through the pass and find Lycaon’s Tomb,” i continued, reaching out and grabbing his hand, folding his pointed finger back into place, All hell is going

fist back and swung at me. I reared back, dodging his blow,

Robbie was between us, holding us at arm’s length by the collars of 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

hands and hissing in pain. I straightened up, happy to be the first to regain my

was hoping you were abandoning this treasure hunt, Troy!” Keaton said, spitting into the

imperative that we find the tomb now, before

in the southern channel is one thing, Troy. Going

quickly,

leaving us, Rob? You’re sure?” Keaton turned to Robbie, squinting into the sun to look up at him.

sighed deeply, looking at us for a long time. Then he straightened up, planting his hands on his hips. “The only reason I’m letting any of this continue

business in the pack lands for the

whose fault is that?” Keaton said, his

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

was right, of course. But I stole a glance at Keaton,

had it not been for Damian. We had to

Maeve

a bag into the boat, looking over his shoulder at the group of onlookers standing along

lake.

sitting down on one of the benches. She ran her hands along the wooden hull, admiring the craftsmanship. Pete scowled, picking

sarcastically, reaching up to 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

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