Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 323

Chapter 103: Betrayal

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The rectory rose above the University of Mirage, perched atop a hill adjacent to the magnificent Temple of the Moon Goddess, which signified the place as not only a religious sanctuary, but the true capital of both Valoria and the Church.

Mom was keeping in step with me as we followed Troy up the paved pathway leading up the hill. She sighed deeply, picking at a loose thread on her blue chunky-knit sweater.

She was upset about something. I believed wholehearted ly it had to do with the fact we were all sitting ducks while Ta sia hid somewhere nearby, waiting to strike.

“Did you know the White Queens split with the Church of the Moon Goddess?” I asked as we continued what felt like a

slow, endless climb towards the rectory.

“Yes, I did. That ended with my reign, however. We estab lished new ties with the Church shortly after you were born.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Mom laughed, shaking her head. “Oh, sweetheart, I did. It was taught in school. You just never listened.”

I frowned, tucking a loose lock of hair behind my ear. “I did listen-”

“Not often enough,” she teased, giving me a knowing

smile.

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I had a feeling karma for being a total pain in my parents’ ass was going to catch up to me as the years went by. I could already see the gleam of mischief in the eyes of Oli and Will. Charlie was our angel, at least for now.

“Troy, why didn’t Dad want to come with us today?” I asked as we neared the rectory.

Troy turned to us, meaning to part with us and go to the rectory himself while we met with the High Priestess of the Church.

“He and Rowan are putting a force together to find Hay den and Carl. I’m meeting up with them later and then—” he paused, looking from me to Mom. “I’m going to be going with your dad to locate them-and Ta’sia.”

“What?” I roared, which startled several people minding their own business as they sat on the benches along the path

way.

“We can talk about it later, Maeve,” he said with force, and

in front of Mom, too.

I felt heat prickle across my cheeks, running my tongue along my lower lip as I thought of a retort, but Mom took my hand and began to lead me away toward the temple.

“We’re already late, honey-”

“You’ re not going AN,chapter_version=chapter_version +1 WHERE until we have a chance to talk about this, Troy!” I said over my shoulder, giving him my best “mom look” that I had been practicing in the mirror the past few days.

Troy was oblivious to it and seemed heavily distracted. He

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had barely said a word to me about the stranger who had come to the gala. He had barely explained what he had found in the journal last night, too. Both he and Dad were being ex ceedingly secretive.

He turned toward the rectory without saying a word, and I turned my head back to the temple, vexed beyond a responsi ble doubt.

“I’m willing to assume the Priestess will need to speak to me more than she needs to speak with you, honey. You can join him after we show both of our faces, at least.”

“Hopefully, there’s a darkened corner where I can ring his

o

“You’re being too hard on him.”

neck-”

I? You may be okay with Dad being distant and se cretive, but I’m

tell they had hurt her. She didn’t reply, the silence

“I’m sorry, Mama.”

alright. I understand

married to a man who-who does

you will trust Troy’s judgment here. We may be White Queens, but they are men. And we have to let them be

times.”

the

grace, but her words were often

obvious. Maybe those ties Mom was talking

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she explained certain rites and ceremonies we were already familiar with. Mom seemed to grow in annoyance as I

problem with us?” I said,

seemed unbothered by my question, and answered casually, “You’re pagans, for

the same rites, the same texts. I believe your attitude

Witches,

tone toward my mom. I didn’t even know how to

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lash out. She stood calmly, peering at Grace with

your gracious tour, I am more interested in what you want to know about the moonstone. Such a pagan thing, I would say, for you

by Grace, who had

fists.

but not taller than me,

Church. I need it returned to us at

down to tap her finger on the moon dial. “The

thankful to have her back to her full health. She seemed to glow in the light coming through the glass ceiling of the cathedral, her eyes glistening with challenge as

singular, which matched Grace’s response. She had no idea

my skin as I watched Grace stare Mom down, her

have it,

Mom lied, her

flush prickling across my cheeks didn’t give anything away. I couldn’t

“Then where is it?”

so important to the Church to have it

ran her tongue along her lower lip, looking thor oughly irked

the relics related to the Moon Goddess, regardless of

that why you aided Damian

stay upright as Mom stared blankly at Grace, tilting her head to the side as Grace’s face underwent

don’t know what

said it yourself. The Church

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swallowed, then began to back away

moon dial. Mom followed.

are you working with? Is

when Mom said

speak her name

us? Is this where

Moon Goddess, Queen Maeve. You

misled girl with a vendetta about something that hap pened thousands of years ago. She is a girl with powers she doesn’t understand and powers she refuses to use for good.

you know all of

wear us down, and Mom had been in on her grand scheme the entire time. Grace was the High Priestess.

bit out, anger

turned into a darkened hallway, leaving us alone in the grand marble foyer of the

all about?” I hissed, my voice echoing on the walls despite my attempt to

honestly. I was guessing, throwing things until they stuck, so to speak. I found it odd that Damian’s forces left the Tem ple untouched during their invasion, while they wrecked prac tically everything

the nail

followed, looking over my shoulder

know she’s harboring Tasia?” I asked as we stepped outside, the bitter chill of the air biting against my

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