Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 310

Chapter 90 : Heartbeat

Troy

Chaos wasn’t the right word to describe what had happened. | watched in horror as Maeve collapsed in Rosalie’s arms, her eyes going still and sightless.

Ethan was screaming at the pilot to land the plane, and sud denly we were plummeting to the ground, holding on for dear life as the plane landed roughly in a field just outside of Mirage.

Ethan told me it would be a bumpy landing, even though this seaplane was equipped to land on the ground. Still, it needed a runway, and all we had was a field.

I carried Maeve out of the plane, Ethan close behind me with Rosalie in his arms. Steven was talking frantically into a radio, try ing to find someone to help us, to help Maeve, who was panting in my arms as I laid her down in the grass.

“Warriors are on their way; they’re going to get her to the hos pital. It’s only-only half an hour from here-” Ethan stammered as he struggled with Rosalie, who was fighting against him.

“Let me go, Ethan!” she snapped.

“You need to calm down!” he retorted, but she elbowed him sharply in the chest, and he loosened his grip just enough for her to dart forward, landing on her knees in front of Maeve, “Troy, we can shift. We can carry the women-” Ethan said.

I looked down to see Maeve’s eyelashes fluttering. “I don’t want to have these babies in the grass. That would be… be silly.” Maeve said weakly, her mouth twitching into a smile.

I could feel her energy waning. Every minute that passed felt like a lifetime as we waited for help. Maeve cried out in pain, and I felt absolutely helpless.

“Something’s wrong!” she said, over and over.

Rosalie was praying, running her fingers through Maeve’s hair. Rosalie looked at me, her eyes full of tears.

“We need to deliver them, right now,” I said, not sure how the words had even formed in my mouth. I hadn’t meant to say it; hadn’t even been thinking about it.

“How?” Rosalie pleaded.

She looked exhausted; her face twisted in pain. Goddess, it felt like Ethan and I were about to lose them both.

“Do you have the moonstones?” Ethan’s voice sounded out behind me, and I turned to look at him, nodding.

“In the plane,” I answered quickly, turning back to Maeve, who was gripping my hand.

She was gray in color, her arms trembling in the wet chill of the air. I took off my sweater and draped it over her, trying to keep her warm.

“Troy, I wanted to get married,”

“We‘re going to get married, Maeve. I promise,” I choked, try ing to maintain my composure.

“What about right now? Just so I can say… can say we did it…”

“What are you talking about?” I laughed, despite the situation.

She gave me one last soft smile, then her eyes began to

close.

awake, honey, please!” Rosalie shook her awake, and Maeve groaned, shaking her head rapidly

words were

moon. Open your eyes, Maeve! Do you see it? The moon is

me over as he slipped in the

“Got them,”

grabbed him by the jacket, shaking him. “Where is it? That ring? We need it, now!” I could barely believe the tone I

coming in quick rasps as he searched. He found the ring, which was a simple gold band with a dainty clear stone in a shallow setting, and dropped it into my hand with the moonstones. He looked me in the eyes and nodded. I

turned back to Maeve, looking down at her, admiring her, taking in every inch of her. | slowly handed

stones, and I saw the faintest hint of red within her palm. I hadn’t realized she had in jured herself during the rough landing, but the timing

She leaned over Maeve, kissing her

the ceremony that bound Maeve and I as husband and wife,

we left and brought me into his office. He pulled a small box from the safe beneath his desk, explaining that the ring was a gift from his brother to Rosalie, and Rosalie wanted Maeve to

ly.

to give her. I had nothing to my name besides the clothes on my back, and even those

how I imagined this moment in our lives

my hand, turning it over in my palm as Rosalie’s strained words filled the air around us. Rosalie nod

the ring on her finger

us, an earthquake it seemed. Goddess, could we catch a

Ethan said,

adrenaline prickle across my skin as I looked up

the-the airplane about to blow up? What’s that sound?” | said as my ears began to

Ethan, who was looking at Rosalie, who was on her knees next to Maeve,

in the ring was

It’s

passing over me, and through me, as I flew through the air. I hit the ground, knocking my head against the ground, which sent a sharp pain shooting down my

thought, my mind unable to process anything besides the pain radiating through my body. I heard voic es around me, someone shouting orders and the sound of wolves huffing and panting as they

Ethan was standing over me, looking down at me in

happened?” he shouted, reaching down to pull pieces

“What-where’s Maeve?”

***

I’d ever seen. The bright fluorescent

Winter Forest with its wood-paneled walls and yellow paint, and even further from the stone-walled infirmary at the castle

white coats hovered around the room where I was standing, shell-shocked, their voic es a

fluid embolism, low blood pressure, potential heart failure,

felt heavy and unfamiliar as I tried to wrap my head around what was currently happening, and what had hap pened when I slipped that unassuming ring on

to us, but I could barely understand her. Ethan was standing next to me, clutching Rosalie’s

were helpless, watching Maeve suffer

gone. It’s a miracle her heart is still beating. We can likely save at least two of the triplets, but the thirds heart defect

enter into a fight. I drew in my breath, letting the cool, bleach thick air fill my

stammered, taken aback by my out

in the room turned to me, which gave

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