Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Maeve

“It’s coming toward us from the east.” Pete pointed to the radar screen, the green blotch inching toward the Persephone and then cutting backward as the image timed out. I couldn’t make sense of the screen, but I looked up at Troy, who was watching it with intensity, his brow furrowed in confusion.

“Where the hell did it come from?” he said to himself, leaning toward the screen.

“What is it?” I asked, looking around the engine room. It was a small room with a wide window overlooking the water. Keaton was leaning against the far wall, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Weather,” he said shortly, running his tongue along his lower lip.

“Unusual weather,” Pete replied, glancing at Keaton before looking back at the screen. “There are no surrounding storm patterns, it’s just… there.”

“Well,” Keaton kicked off the wall, clapping his hands together. “I’ll warn the crew-” “We need to get the ship closer to shore,” Troy said as he turned to Keaton, his voice edged with seriousness.

“I don’t think we have time,” Pete said hurriedly, watching the green blob on the screen inch

closer to the dot that I assumed was the ship.

I walked toward the window, looking out over the white-capped sea. In the distance, I could see dark, swirling clouds. The clouds lit up as a jolt of electric blue ripped through them, followed by several faint booms of thunder.

“We ride it out, then,” Keaton said dramatically, giving Troy a cold look. Things hadn’t been the same between them since Robbie decided to stay behind in Dianny. Keaton left the room, and Troy turned to me, his hands on his hips.

“I’m staying with you,” I said firmly, tilting my chin.

“I’m not arguing with you about this. Go back to our room,”

“I can help above deck!”

“Doing what, exactly?” Troy was teetering on the edge of fury. His eyes narrowed on mine.

I bit my lip, inhaling deeply as I stepped away from him, walking briskly to the door, I turned to him before exiting the room, looking over my shoulder. I had it in mind to remind him what had happened the last time I had been in our stateroom during a storm, but I swallowed back the words when I saw the expression on his face.

I had no earthly idea what the radar screen was showing us, but whatever it was, it was making Troy and Pete very, very nervous

crewmen to pass. I could hear the rain beginning to pound the deck as I reached our room, and I climbed up onto the bed and stood to peer out of the circular window. The storm was funneling over the water, moving so quickly, I could see the wind manipulating the water as it drew near at an incredible pace.

“Holy shit,” I whispered, watching as the storm seemed to pull apart, the clouds suddenly racing toward us at an unnatural speed.

I barely had time to brace myself before the ship was thrown sideways. Everything in the room seemed to be suspended in the air for a split second as I fell onto the bed and gripped the mattress.

bitterly. I had almost lost

ship veered to its side once more, another violent swell shaking the room. I got up, stumbling around as

holed up in Keaton’s quarters. I heard shouting above my head on

“Goddess, help us.”

His hair was flying around his face as he spoke, his eyes wide and focused as

watching in awe as Troy took command. Keaton was at the

of Troy. Panicked, I stepped out onto the deck,

the sails back. Troy was with them, his shirt

and suddenly we were still, rocking in the waves as the storm

jumping down to the deck. He stalked over to where I was standing, the wind whipping his shirt open to reveal his

his eyes made my stomach tighten with

through my body.

timed, I thought, just as his hand clasped around my arm and yanked me back into the

to our room, right

reply, but then stopped, bringing my hand

of my arm, spinning around and looking up toward the sky where the clouds had parted, the sun shining down on

as quickly as they had come. The only sound was the waves lapping

that?” Keaton’s voice rang out through the

The men who had climbed the ratlines to draw in the sails hadn’t

as the last of the clouds disintegrated over

slowly, a strange, uncomfortable feeling washing me.

anything like that before,” Troy answered, reflexively taking my hand in his as we looked out

bit the captain and

and disappearing into the darkened stairwell, my footsteps echoing on the

standing in front of the radar screen, bent to grip the seat of the chair as he shook his head

I said, a little

jumped, his hand over his heart as he turned around to face me. “I-I’m fine. I’m

see it-”

deck.”

I’d only been Robbie’s apprentice for a few months. I thought… I just

I coaxed, a cold chill running up the length of my spine as I looked into Pete’s

the radio during the storm, a woman’s voice. It was familiar, but I

mean, from

out here. There’s nothing but us on the radar. I just…” He exhaled, tucking his hands in our pockets.