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.

her voice mingling with the crashing

look up at her, her blonde hair swaying in the

out the breath I had been holding and turned

I had successfully pulled myself in and out of my

found Maeve, confirmed she was safe

I wasn’t sure I

to go with

I wasn’t about to

lips, chapped from the salt spray, and turned toward the temple, tucking my hands in the pockets of the sweatshirt

maneuvered over

me closely as I entered the cemetery

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

she continued

had gone inside the temple, the door left

light the candles at

touch my skin

didn’t even

hairs on my arms and neck rose as I watched

over her hair and cheek as she turned to light a single candle that had been placed in the

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

crafted as

outstretched, fingers splayed and palm facing the ceiling The fingers of that hand were darkened from centuries of being touched by parishioners who knelt before the statue, reaching their

prayed to the

But I sought her.

sought her

maybe I would know her reasons

now that I was standing before her likeness, I felt

Unsure.

scared “I don’t think we should do

trembling as Rosalie turned around, her eyes fixed on

won’t force

I promised you that.”

don’t think 1-1

goes wrong? What

her

I chose

the statue, her fingers lingering on the petals as she watched me with a careful

wouldn’t force me, that was

deny her desires to see Maeve

stoic

herself with dignity

or give in to

but an overwhelming part of me

Ethan was gone to Mirage, and she had no witness to

U

to

see what

to…to understand

What this means.

just for us,

know-” “You and I are different,

you for

Rowan, and

know for

right,” I

of Rowan instead of leaning against my deeply rooted

to try,”

I nodded tightly.

and Shelly had come

the roses they carried in their

how are we doing this?” Kacidra asked

at her, then me, her expression softening as she smiled

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

too easy,” Kacidra

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

for guidance.” Rosalie motioned towards the statue nonchalantly,

just need

be able

I know

is all we can do,”

idea of her being

sounded impossible, in

Queen If

deep breath, looking over my shoulder

nervous but

oddly excited

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

my eyes flitting up to the faceless

and practiced until I got it

was confident in my abilities to will myself

always

worried about

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