Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 95

Maeve

Cleo and Myla were sitting in awe in front of the hearth in the library, looking down at infants in their hands. Alison, Robbie’s mate, was holding Will, who was surprisingly well behaved as he peered up at the perfect stranger in whose

arms he rested.

“I don’t know how I missed him,” Cleo whispered, looking down at Oliver with a soft frown creasing her brow. “I’ve nev er… Oh, Maeve, I am so sorry!”

“Cleo, none of this is your fault. None of it. We’re all fine

now, that’s what matters!” | sat between her and Myla and on the couch, holding a mug of hot cider between my hands as | glanced from baby to baby, a wave of relief washing over me. We had all finally been reunited after Troy and I had separat ed from the Persephone.

ooh “This one looks so much like Troy.” Myla ran her knuckle

over Charlie’s cheek, which caused him to smile in reflex.

Myla beamed, tears glimmering in her eyes.

“Both Will and Charlie look shockingly like Troy, but | think Oliver looks like me.” | sipped my cider again and caught Cleo’s surprised gaze. She looked down at little Oli, whose name I hadn’t uttered until that moment. Myla rested her hand against my thigh, then leaned her head on my shoulder.

“Thank you, Maeve,” she whispered, just as Cleo dissolved into tears.

I wondered if Cleo had ever told Myla the truth about Olivia, who had been Cleo’s mate and Myla’s mother. Based on their ease with each other, and the teary, knowing glance they shared, I assumed that they had. Cleo didn’t bother to wipe the tears away as they fell, she kept her gaze firmly on Oli, Olivia’s namesake.

“What a blessing,” Cleo grinned, her voice distorted by a

sob.

Alison, who was pregnant herself, seemed slightly over whelmed as Myla and Cleo prodded me for details about the birth of the boys.

“I worry about myself,” Alison said, swallowing hard.

“Why is that? You’re strong and healthy, and only carry one child-” Cleo retorted, but Alison paled.

“I carry Robbie’s child, Cleo. He is seven feet tall. I am sure

he was a giant infant at his birth.”

My eyes widened as I took Alison in. She was very petite,

hardly five feet tall herself, maybe shorter. Seeing her stand ing next to Robbie was shocking.

Robbie, Dad, Troy, Rowan, and Ernest were all in Ernest’s old office, talking about Dianny. Gemma had just entered the

library, George balanced on her hip while she walked behind

a maid pushing a tea cart stacked with all kinds of lunch foods.

Good, I thought. I was absolutely starving,

“I was just in the kitchen and saw your mom, Maeve. She

said there’s a conference of Alphas meeting in town tomor row. And a gala the next day?” Gemma and the rest of the family from Winter Forest had arrived late the night before, and we had spent the majority of the early morning explain ing what had happened when Troy and I left for Mirage with

my parents.

to reply

screamed.

as well as the screeches of

through the

the walls.

friends from the Persephone, arriving at nearly the same time, I had totally forgotten

who she had loved as much as I had, was

fact, alive.

from the couch and took Charlie from her arms before she dropped him in her

sudden and unexpected

mourned

of us, healthy, robust,

nma was

reached her and threw her arms around her. Alison looked

I patted Charlie

tears of utter, indescribable

knee. George was rather particular about

him entertained while Gemma ate with vigor, lost in quite yet animated conversation with Myla and Cleo at the long

other

warmth of the wide fireplace. Alison reached up to run her fingers through George’s hair, who cooed happily, his mouth stretching into

on my lap, his

rosy.

fruitful,” I replied

have… she

flushed with

is more than welcome to visit…” | tapered off, notic ing the tears

I did what I

mean?” While Robbie had

was what I was most interested in. She had grown up

a significant betrayal, and something that took everything she

mother wouldn’t leave with us. She just wouldn’t go. Nor would my two eldest sisters… and their children. I was able

against her grief. She didn’t need

her as such. She was in great pain over the deaths of many, many of what

arms,” she said with a soft, somber smile, her eyes glistening with

can,” I said with a little laugh, remembering the

I had been manhandled by

sometimes Troy’s, orders.

one of four men who got out of… of the city before Tasia … before she….” Another wave of tears fell

have all been through

I cry all the time,” I said honestly, but the words felt flat against my

for. Alison’s family was

smile touching her lips. George was reaching for her, his chubby fists opening and closing as she held him against her chest, rocking

Troy

seen before had been opened up, cleaned and decorated

I had brought Robbie

with a flurry of extraneous activity, seeing me whisked away for a fitting for several formal out fits instead of catching up with our friends. Then Rowan, Hanna, and the rest of the family from Winter Forest arrived, and all hell seemed

well as we stood on the stairs, watching through the window as servants set up several heaters in the

he tell us about the

Maeve asked after several

needing to ponder the answer. “Because he’s going to announce me as the Al pha of Poldesse,

her head as