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 to Gemma,

screamed.

the

erupted through the library and echoed

the walls.

arriving at nearly the same time, I had totally forgotten to mention

loved as much as I had,

fact, alive.

the couch and took Charlie from her arms before she dropped him in her haste to rise from the couch. Cleo had risen, equal

sudden and

had mourned her death

standing in front of us, healthy,

nma was

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

patted Charlie against my shoulder,

of utter,

was rather particular about only wanting his mother,

lost in quite yet

the other end of the

Oli, who were happily snoozing in the radiating warmth of the

asleep on my lap, his round cheeks soft

rosy.

been fruitful,” I

would have… she

flushed with

off, notic ing the tears glistening

Truly. I did what I could for

mean?” While Robbie had

in. She had grown up in Dianny and

betrayal, and something that took everything she had ever known from

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

her grief. She didn’t need to

over the deaths of many,

carried the kids out in his arms,” she said with a soft, somber smile, her eyes glistening with warmth as she said his name.

can,” I said with a little laugh, remembering

been manhandled by Robbie

sometimes Troy’s, orders.

only one of four men who got out of… of the city before Tasia … before she….” Another wave of tears fell over Alison’s pale lashes, her cheeks pinkened with an embarrassed blush. “I am so sorry

been through hell and

no shame in feeling sadness. I cry all the time,” I said

well and accounted for. Alison’s family was

me with a grateful smile touching her lips. George was reaching for her, his chubby fists opening and closing as she held him against her chest, rocking them together

Troy

castle had erupted into activity over the past twenty -four hours. Parts of the castle I hadn’t even seen before had been opened

the evening I had brought Robbie to

Hanna, and the rest of the family from Winter Forest arrived, and all hell seemed to break loose. Maeve and I weren’t get ting

watching through the window as servants set up several heaters

tell us

after several moments of

to ponder the answer. “Because

her head as she