Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 54: What Happened to Seraphine?

Rowan-Valoria

Boy, did things unravel.

We hadn’t been able to sleep for long before Damian’s warriors found us again. Dad led us deeper into the forest, crossing the river and attempting to back track towards Mirage, but it was too late. The forest was full of wolves. We were two against an impossible force.

“What pack did that woman say she was from?’ Dad said, his voice cracking over the mind-link as we began to climb up the base of the mountains, our paws slipping on the uneven, fragile shale rock.

“Greenbriar, I think,’ I answered, my legs sore and hips aching from the exercise. I ran in my wolf from every single morning and had done so for years. But spending over twenty-four hours as a wolf was causing an indescribable exhaustion and something I had never experienced before.

Plus, I was watching my dad’s plans fall through, and he was pissed. Especially after we crested the top of a cliff face looking over the forest and our plane buzzed the top of our heads.

*Damnit!” he said, turning his head to watch it ascend into the clouds.

‘That was us, wasn’t it

‘Yes, obviously. Come on, we have no choice but to keep going. They’re pushing us into the mountains, and we’re outnumbered-‘

The mountains? What exactly are you planning,

‘I was wrong, Rowan. There’s too many of them. I hadn’t expected Damian to have made alliances with other packs in Valoria, especially without my knowledge. We have to get home

“By crossing the mountains? Are you insane? That’ll take us weeks!”

.

Howling drifted from the trees below as we continued to climb, and I winced, torn between two impossible paths.

How did I prefer to die? Being torn apart by wolves, or dying of exposure in the mountains between the North and Valoria?

‘We have no choice. They’re expecting us to travel through the forest until we reach the Northern Tier. Stop whining, let’s go.’

I followed him up and over another ridge, padding further and further into the clouds until I finally looked down, seeing a full view of what had once been Mirage. Fires burned in pockets across the city. I could see the destruction of the buildings from our perch. And there was the castle, standing like an untouchable fortress amongst fields of golden grass.

And ahead of us?

I looked up where Dad had stopped and stretched his legs.

Nothing but miles, and miles, and miles of stone.

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One Week Later

sweater I had pulled over

said through his teeth as he tied the other boot. We were sore and dead tired, having spent nearly a week

sculpted mountains giving way to deep craters and sharp, uneven peaks. Nothing grew here, and fields and fields of boulders marked our journey between valleys. This hadn’t been what I was expecting. The mountains were far east, lined by thick, almost

A familiar flag. Waving in the stiff, unrelenting breeze. The

had marked the entrance to a narrow cave opening and inside we

bodies, still fully dressed under layers of rotting fabric. He counted them, one by one,

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54: What Happened

running my fingers through my matted, filthy hair. The bodies were nothing by bone by now, and must have been here for a long, long time. But their clothes were surprisingly modern

here for roughly fifteen years,

at my feet, my stomach tightening as the memory of their departure from Winter Forest, all of us watching and cheering them on as they disappeared into the forest, bound

her mother lead the group. Seraphine had looked back at her,

They never came back.

Seraphine might have been wearing, but they had dressed in a similar

I’m not sure,” Dad said briskly, tossing an empty backpack out of the cave opening. He turned back, walking deeper into the cave where it was dark enough to swallow his

“Dad!”

the packs for anything like flashlights or matches. They had a fire

least half full, and a lighter that was dry, useless. I also found

the pockets

have a team sent into the mountains. No one had ever crossed the mountains before, at least as far as we know. Generally speaking, when we travel by land from the Northern Tier to Mirage, we do so through the forest, but she was convinced there was more to find to the east, that it could be faster if we found this river. It’s hundreds, if not a thousand miles of mountains and valleys between Winter Forest and Valoria on the east. This was shortly after the war when our planes and boats were in disrepair and supplies were short. We were desperate, and Seraphine, she well. She said halfway through the mountains was a river that she believed linked up with the river that runs through Valoria, through Mirage. She believed she could find it, it

she was always a strange woman. Not in a bad way, but in a way that made me wonder if she knew and

time. It sounded plausible. There were warriors that wanted to go, begged in fact. So, your mother and I

them leaving for the expedition.

with a sober smile, “You fought us

other boys in Winter Forest. We were the generation

them?” I asked, moving towards the entrance

inspect them closer, but for now, we need to find a place to rest and start a fire. Are

head. We had been eating rabbits and ground

“Should we bury them,”

do my best to identify them so I can give their families closure

away over the boulders until we reached another short cliff where a cave opening

but we couldn’t stand. “We’ll sleep here,” Dad said, “look for something, anything,

uneven ground as I moved through

strange

top of Dad’s head disappear as he made his way back to the final resting place of the expedition. I felt a pang of regret as I

felt he had failed to save his daughter, who lost his hold on the castle of

and rose, tucking them under my arm. Then I heard a whooshing sound and turned to it, right as something

staggered backward, my vision blurring as I tried to maintain my balance. I

“What,”