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

words were jumbled, then

Maeve! Do you see it? The moon is so clear out here. There’s no snow. The stars

me over as he slipped in the wet

“Got them,”

ring? We need it, now!” I could

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

taking in

I saw the faintest hint of red within her palm. I hadn’t realized she had in jured herself during the

kissing

ceremony that bound Maeve and I as husband and wife, but I found myself

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,

ly.

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

I imagined

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

ring on her finger and laid her

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

Ethan

felt adrenaline prickle across my skin as I looked up

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

on her knees next to Maeve, her eyes downcast

in the ring was

Goddess. It’s

backward by a force I didn’t have 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

pain radiating through my body. I

Ethan was standing over me, looking down

realize what just happened?” he shouted, reaching down to pull pieces

“What-where’s Maeve?”

***

seen. The bright fluorescent lights were blinding, and the air was sterile, smelling

a far cry from the cozy clinic in Winter Forest with its wood-paneled walls and yellow paint, and even further from the stone-walled

dressed in scrubs and crisp white coats hovered around the room where I was standing, shell-shocked, their voic es a faint murmur in

fluid embolism, low blood pressure, potential heart

unfamiliar as I tried to wrap my head around what was currently happening, and what had hap pened when

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

helpless, watching Maeve suffer right before

beating. We can likely save

| shouted, squaring my shoulders as though about to enter into a fight. I drew

stammered, taken aback by my

gave me a glimpse of Maeve

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