Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 274

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

belong to?” I asked, pulling the jeans on and tucking in the sweater I had

sore and dead tired, having spent nearly a week trudging through overgrown valleys and over the peaks

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

in the stiff, unrelenting breeze. The flag

entrance to a narrow cave

a long time, peering into its depths. We didn’t speak as we inspected the bodies, still fully dressed under layers of rotting fabric. He counted them, one by one, and after we found their backpacks, we shifted and changed into the

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they?” I asked, running my fingers through my matted, filthy hair. The bodies were nothing by bone by now, and must have been

been here for

mean the expedition you sent out when I was a kid? Really? This is them?” I looked down at the bones at my feet, my stomach tightening

tears in her eyes as she watched her

They never came back.

but they had dressed in a similar fashion for the journey. It was damn

Dad said briskly, tossing an empty backpack out of the cave opening. He turned back, walking deeper into

“Dad!”

for anything like flashlights or matches. They had a

collected two matchbooks that were in decent shape and at least half full, and a lighter that was dry,

had his hands tucked into the pockets of the jacket

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

in a bad way,

sounded plausible. There were warriors that wanted

leaving for the expedition. I wanted to go with

Dad said with a sober smile, “You fought us

Forest. We were the generation born after the war, confined to one place while the adults cleaned up the mess. Suddenly, the small bubble we had been living in

moving towards

need to inspect them closer, but for now, we need to find

rabbits and ground squirrels for a week and had

“Should we bury them,”

“We shouldn’t disturb them. I’ll do my best to identify them so I can give their families closure when we return to Winter Forest,

walking a quarter mile away over the boulders until we reached

if we crouched and sat, but we couldn’t stand. “We’ll sleep here,” Dad said, “look for something, anything, we can burn. We can’t have a fire inside, but we can have one burning at the entrance

careful of the uneven ground as I moved through the boulders.

strange landscape

way back to the final resting place of the expedition. I felt a pang of regret as I watched him, wondering what he might

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

I heard a whooshing sound and turned to it, right as something hit me hard, square in the

my vision blurring as I tried to maintain my balance. I could taste blood, feel it streaming from my

“What,”

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