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.

Rosalie shook her awake, and Maeve groaned, shaking

words were jumbled, then ceased

is our wedding, underneath the stars. Under the moon. Open your eyes, Maeve! Do you see it? The moon is so clear out here.

me over as he slipped in

“Got them,”

That ring? We need it, now!” I could barely believe the tone I just took with my

band with a dainty clear stone

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

palm. I hadn’t realized she had in jured herself during

leaned over Maeve, kissing

bound Maeve

a small box from the safe beneath his desk, explaining that the ring was a

ly.

give her. I had nothing to my name besides the clothes on my

is not how I imagined this moment

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

the ring on her finger and laid her hand

an earthquake it seemed. Goddess, could we

is that?” Ethan

across my skin as I looked up

that sound?” |

Rosalie, who was on her knees next to Maeve, her eyes downcast

the ring

Goddess. It’s a

the words to explain. It felt like I was moving 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

the pain radiating through my body. I heard voic es around me, someone shouting orders and the sound of wolves huffing and panting

standing over me, looking

reaching down to pull pieces of grass

“What-where’s Maeve?”

***

was nothing like I’d ever seen. The bright fluorescent lights

walls and yellow paint, and even further from the stone-walled infirmary at the castle where Maeve and

room where I was standing, shell-shocked, their voic

pressure, potential

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

her. Ethan was standing next to

Maeve suffer right before

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

into a fight. I drew in my breath,

nurse stammered, taken

to me, which gave me a glimpse of

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