Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

97: A Family Matter

“And they really didn’t talk about Tasia at all?” Myla moved about the room, glancing at her reflection in the mirror as she examined her hair. It had been styled in long, thin braids that touched her waist and had been woven with strips. of turquoise silk. They had been fashioned in an intricate updo, and the bun of braids on the top of her head had been decorated with tiny jewels shaped like seashells. She looked absolutely exquisite, and I was very much looking forward to whatever dress she was wearing tonight.

I had forced Mom and Dad to include Myla, Cleo, and Ali son, who I was just getting to know, in our dress order for the gala being held at the castle to celebrate not only Rowan’s coronation but mine and Troy’s. It was a huge ask, but I had gotten my way, and now all of the women in my circle would be decked out in brand-new gowns and shoes for the event.

Keaton, however, had refused to let Ethan pay for Myla’s gown. He had purchased something for her himself, and its design was a secret. Keaton had agreed to come to the gala, mostly at Myla’s urging.

“Not a single word was spoken about it, according to Rowan and Troy,” Gemma said as a maid unwound her hair from several huge hot rollers.

I was only slightly worried about talking about Tasia in front of the maids, who were known to gossip. But to them, our conversation likely sounded like nothing more than a

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shared annoyance over a random woman, not an evil Dream Dancing sorceress who had just killed her entire pack.

“How odd,” I murmured, catching my own reflection in the mirror. I wasn’t totally happy with what I saw. I felt puffy, and no amount of concealer was going to cover the dark circles beneath my eyes.

“I’m sure the Alphas of the east are aware; how could they not be?” Myla peered down at her fresh manicure with inter

est.

“Dad is likely being picky with who he tells. I’m sure he still believes this is a family matter. Plus, Tasia hasn’t done any thing for weeks, not since what happened to Mom and Hanna in the temple. No one has seen or heard from her.” I rose from the vanity, waiting my turn to have the rollers taken from my hair. I looked at the dresses that were hanging from the canopy of my four-poster bed in clear garment bags.

I touched the bag that held the elaborate garment I was meant to wear. It was a soft baby blue gown with long sleeves made of sheer blue fabric, and the entire dress had tiny, embroidered silver and turquoise stars with pearls in their centers, making them look like little flowers.

It was a beautiful dress, styled in the official colors of the pack of Poldesse-blue, turquoise, and silver.

Tonight, I would be crowned Luna of Poldesse.

And I felt nothing but anxiety about the fact that nearly every Alpha and Beta of the pack lands would be in attendance.

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“What if Tasia strikes tonight, at the gala?” I whispered,

turning away from the dress.

Myla looked at me, her brow furrowed. “Oh, Maeve. Don’t think like that.”

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plans on taking over the pack lands, she’d have no

deeply, tucking my hands in the pockets of my robe as I sat down in front of the vanity again, letting the maid take the rollers

hour later with the help of another maid, who was carrying a very fussy George on her hip. I fed each triplet, my breasts feeling raw from the amount of breastfeeding

be getting fed, and Ingra had assured us all that

seemed to find quite comfortable as he nuzzled against her, closing his eyes. Gem ma then crossed the room and grabbed

Maeve. Everything is going to be okay. This is one of the biggest nights of

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soberly, not sure if I believed

goodnight as Ingra took her leave with them. I turned to the garment bag that held the dress, reaching up to unzip

hour or so now before the

the door behind him. I was instantly more at ease the second I saw him, and felt the knot in the pit of

in shock. Troy looked like

brushed behind his ears. He was clean-shaven, of course, and his skin was still sun-kissed from our time spent on the Persephone. He was wearing a black tuxedo that fit him like a glove, the contrast between his black suit and crisp white shirt setting

Poldesse that showcased Poldesse’s flag. Below the emblem of the flag was a crest. It was covered in jewels, and at its center was a wax ing gibbous moon. Etched into the crest were some words written in a language I couldn’t read.

Current.’ That’s the pack motto. Lynus said it hasn’t been worn since… well, since before

had no idea

tonight, especially since everyone was expected to be dressed in their

he asked, walking over to

hands on his chest. “I

he growled, kissing me so deeply my knees went weak, and any anxiety I had been feeling

down to the vanity to grab a tissue

nice on you,” I

him.

up my hair

gala,” I replied, half

be coming a Luna tonight.

that the sheer weight of my dress and the

for support.

in the light of the foyer’s grand crystal chandelier, and

thought possible. The fact that she

when I caught Ernest trying his hardest not to stare at his mate’s ass while we arranged ourselves for

flame. It was an incredible color on her, and the amber hues reflected in her eyes, which turned her normally cinnamon colored irises flaked with green on fire. Her hair was loose down her back, pinned away from

in attendance tonight, dressed in a pale pink ball gown. She looked slightly embarrassed as Paul and Vicky fussed over her, but I was willing to bet the color in her cheeks was