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.

my mouth to reply to

screamed.

as the screeches of all

included, erupted through the library

the walls.

not only my family, but my friends from the Persephone, arriving at nearly the same

Gemma, who she had loved as much as I had, was

fact, alive.

in her

and

had mourned

standing in front of us, healthy, robust, holding her cherubic

nma was

blubbering by the time Myla reached her and threw her arms around her. Alison looked shocked, totally oblivious to

smiled as I patted Charlie against my shoulder,

of utter, indescribable

season,” Alison said as she bounced George on her knee. George was rather

quite yet animated

other end

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

lap, his round cheeks

rosy.

I

mother would have… she would

place.” Alison flushed

notic ing the tears glistening in Alison’s eyes. “Oh,

Truly. I did what

you mean?” While Robbie had

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

and something that took everything she had

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

her grief. She didn’t need

pain over the deaths of many, many of what sounded like a

smile, her eyes glistening with warmth as she said his name. “Four each in his arms, if you can

can,” I said with a little laugh, remembering

manhandled by Robbie

sometimes Troy’s, orders.

for just over a week. We didn’t know if Tasia was coming for us, or what we would find if we went back… Robbie was only one of four men who got out

We have all been through hell and back,

in feeling sadness. I cry all the time,” I said honestly,

well and accounted for.

was reaching for her, his chubby fists opening and

Troy

hours. Parts of the castle I hadn’t even seen before had been opened up, cleaned and decorated richly, and several large white tents had been erected

had brought Robbie to meet

of the family from Winter Forest arrived, and all hell seemed to break loose. Maeve and I weren’t get ting much sleep already, and we had spent the majority of the night awake, passing around the babies and explaining what had

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

us about

asked after several moments

not needing to ponder the answer. “Because he’s going to announce me as the Al pha of Poldesse,

deeply, shaking her head as