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

head to look up at her,

breath I had been holding and turned to look

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

confirmed she

I wasn’t sure

to go with me into

about

turned toward the temple, tucking my hands in the pockets of the

maneuvered over

I entered the

of roses, and a hint of smile was evident on the corner of her mouth as she watched

as she continued to converse with kacidra, who

gone inside the

she used to light the candles at the altar the

of air touch my skin despite the stillness in

candles didn’t even

as I watched Rosalie move around the altar, striking match after

her hair and cheek as she

the lump in my throat as I gazed up at the faceless

granite, crafted as

splayed and palm facing the ceiling The fingers of that hand were darkened from centuries of being

ever prayed to the Moon

But I sought her.

her in

I could only catch a glimpse of her, maybe I would know

now that I was standing before her

Unsure.

“I don’t think we should do

was trembling as Rosalie turned around, her

force you to,

I promised you that.”

think

something goes wrong? What

her place, her

why I

altar that was situated between the stone benches and the statue, her fingers lingering on the petals as she watched me with a careful eye, “I don’t know why you want to

me, that

desires to see Maeve alive and

was such a stoic woman, but a

herself with dignity and

her falter or give in to

overwhelming part of me told

and

U

need to

need to see

to…to understand

What this means.

just for us,

Rowan.” “1-1 know-” “You

for something

want…you and Rowan, and

I need to know for

I breathed,

of leaning against my deeply rooted anxieties about attempting to take Rosalie, the White Queen herself, into a realm outside

to try,”

I nodded tightly.

had come in, murmuring

roses they

we doing this?” Kacidra asked bluntly, leaning against

then me, her expression softening as

think I’M just hold her hand, see if she can

too

gave her a motherly look of warning, then turned her attention back to

towards the statue

just

should be able to

I know your method of focus 1-1 think

can try” Trying is all we can do,”

being able to

impossible,

a White Queen If anyone could do

deep breath, looking over my shoulder at

nervous

oddly excited and was exudating

never seen her look at me like that, and the silent encouragement began to course through my

Rosalie, my eyes flitting up

and practiced, and

abilities to will myself in and out of

could always find

worried about

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