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.

and Maeve groaned, shaking her head rapidly from side to

wrong. Something’s-” Maeve’s words were

This is our wedding, underneath the stars. Under the moon. Open your eyes, Maeve! Do you see it?

over as

“Got them,”

is it? That ring? We need it, now!” I could barely believe the tone

with a dainty clear

down at her, admiring her, taking

I hadn’t realized she had in jured herself during the rough landing, but the timing couldn’t have been more

She leaned over Maeve, kissing her on the forehead

over them. Ros alie said the ceremony that bound Maeve and I as husband and wife, but I found myself focusing on the ring in my

in Winter Forest before 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

ly.

no ring to give her. I had nothing to my name besides the

not how I imagined this moment in

words filled the air around us. Rosalie nod ded at me, and I took Maeve’s hand. Maeve was still, her eyes fix ated on

ring on her finger

us, an earthquake

is that?” Ethan said,

felt adrenaline prickle across my skin as I looked

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

was looking at Rosalie, who was on her

in the ring was

Goddess. It’s a

in slow motion, a blinding light 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

here again? I 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

was standing over me,

shouted, reaching down to pull pieces

“What-where’s Maeve?”

***

in Mirage was nothing like I’d ever seen. The bright fluorescent lights were blinding, and the air was sterile,

walls and yellow paint, and even further from the stone-walled infirmary

and crisp white coats hovered around the room where I

pressure, potential heart failure,

head around what was currently happening, and what had hap pened when I

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

helpless, watching Maeve

is still beating. We can likely save at least two of the triplets, but

squaring my shoulders as though about to enter into a fight. I drew in my breath, letting the cool, bleach

the nurse stammered, taken aback by

doctors in the room turned to me, which gave me a glimpse of Maeve laying limp on the

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