Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 288

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 288

Chapter 68: Death of a White Queen Hanna The waves were lapping against the shore in a graceful, rhythmic pattern. I like this water.

It was frigid, biting, and sent a jolt of electricity through my body whenever I reached my hand down into the rocks and let it glide over my bare skin.

Rowan swam in it on occasion.

I loved to watch him as he did laps back and forth along the breakwater where the water was calm and safe from the swirling rip currents.

We had been taking long walks together lately, always ending at the port.

I would perch on a rock and watch him dive into the water, his chestnut hair clinging to his skin as he moved gracefully against the heavy silt.

Like a seal, I thought with a smile.

Or an otter.

My Rowan.

How odd we must seem to other people.

We were not the typical mates.

We’d known each other for almost three months and had yet to touch more than occasionally intertwining our fingers while we walked.

We barely spoke, in fact.

But I found solace in our silence.

Rowan had never once chastised me for my uncontrollable powers.

He never judged, rejected, or ignored me.

I was just Hanna to him.

Not a witch.

Not a dream dancer.

I was just the girl I hadn’t yet had a chance to be.

Watching him board the seaplane once again stung more than it had the first time.

They were all going, the men, leaving us women behind while they congregated with the Alphas of the East to settle things in Mirage.

I stood on the bluff overlooking the port while the plane took off and circled over the village until it disappeared into the low hanging clouds, and I could feel Rowan’s presence no more.

This time was different and would be different.

I wasn’t a stranger to Rowan’s people any longer.

Rosalie was interested in me, enthused by my powers.

She could sense them and make sense of them in a way no one else had done before, save for my mother before she died.

Even Kacidra had softened to me, opening up her heart and accepting me for who, and whatever, I was.

And then there was Gemma, who had the strangest aura about her, something that pulled me in and kept me hooked on her every movement and every word.

She had felt so familiar to me in the same way Rosalie felt familiar.

I often wondered if Gemma had powers of her own, something buried deep inside, something dormant.

But that didn’t matter at the moment.

I was standing along the shore as Rosalie, Kacidra, and Otto’s wife Shelly fussed over the row of white roses that lined the stone fence along the inner wall of the cemetery further up the hill.

The Temple to the Moon Goddess was nestled snugly in a crop of tall spruce trees overlooking the water, and the voices of the women carried on the soft breeze that touched my cheek as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply the scents of salt and pine.

I was supposed to be here right now.

I felt it in my bones.

Why, I didn’t know.

It had taken some coaxing to get Shelly to join us on this trip.

The temple was a good thirty minute walk from the village, and she was reluctant to leave her young children behind.

But I knew there was more to it.

Shelly didn’t worship the Goddess.

She had been reeling from the events Rowan had described during one of our walks.

She was a strange person in a strange land, someone who didn’t quite fit in.

Much like myself.

I hadn’t had a single conversation with Shelly, but I felt a bond with her, nonetheless.

Kacidra called out, her voice mingling with the

at her, her blonde hair swaying

let out the breath I had been holding and turned to look

had been practicing for this moment I had successfully pulled myself in and out of my dreams on

confirmed

more, something I wasn’t sure I

wanted to try to go with

I wasn’t about to

turned toward the temple, tucking my hands in the pockets of the sweatshirt I had found

I maneuvered over the rocks to what felt like

watching me closely as I entered the cemetery through the rusted gate, closing it

roses, and a hint of smile was evident on the corner of

once, then turned away as she continued to converse with kacidra, who

gone inside the temple, the door left

candles at the altar

an odd rush of air touch my skin despite the stillness in the

didn’t

hairs on my arms and neck rose as I watched Rosalie move around

cheek as she turned to light a

I gazed up at the

crafted as though the

were darkened from centuries of being touched

ever prayed to the Moon

But I sought her.

always sought her in my

only catch a glimpse of her, maybe

standing before her likeness,

Unsure.

“I don’t think

was trembling as Rosalie turned around, her

won’t force you to,

I promised you that.”

think

wrong? What if-”

is her place, her

I chose

situated between the stone benches and the statue, her fingers lingering on

me, that was

desires to

a stoic woman, but a

herself with

or give in to her fears, her deepest

she let Ethan see that side of her, but an overwhelming part of

Mirage, and she

U

need to

need to see

understand how this

What this means.

for us,

Maeve, and Rowan.” “1-1 know-” “You

for something I have

and Rowan, and

need to know for sure so we can stop

I breathed,

up at the mention of Rowan instead of leaning against my deeply rooted anxieties about attempting to take Rosalie, the White Queen herself, into a

have to try,”

I nodded tightly.

and Shelly had come in,

smell the roses they carried in

this?” Kacidra asked bluntly,

then me, her expression softening as

her hand, see if she can take me

too easy,”

motherly look of warning, then turned her attention

asked her for guidance.” Rosalie motioned towards the statue nonchalantly, her eyes

just

should be able

if that makes sense I know your method of

can do,”

the idea of her being able to Dream Dance with me, I was

sounded impossible, in

a White Queen If

breath, looking over my

looked nervous

oddly excited

that, and the silent encouragement began to

my eyes flitting up

practiced, and practiced until I got it

will myself in and out

always find

worried about

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