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-”

distant and se cretive, but I’m not okay with

didn’t mean the words to be as harsh as they sounded. I could tell they had

“I’m sorry, Mama.”

I understand why

Be married to a

But I trust your father. Just like I hope you will trust Troy’s

times.”

up the steps to the

with grace, but her words were often harsh and sharpened to such an edge

for Mom and me was obvious. Maybe those ties Mom was talking

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to grow in annoyance as I glanced at her, her arms folded over her chest as Grace went over the Church’s use of

I said,

question, and answered casually,

Priestess,” Mom said shortly. “We have the same rites, the same texts. I believe your attitude has

pagans. Witches, if I can be

tone toward my mom. I didn’t even know

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didn’t lash out. She stood calmly, peering at Grace with

what we’re here for, shall we? As much as I appreciate your gracious tour, I am more interested in what you want to know about the moonstone. Such

off by Grace, who

fists.

pulled back into a tight bun at the nape of her neck. She was taller than Mom but not taller than me, and I

the Church. I need

to tap her finger on the moon dial. “The moonstone belongs

a diamond under pressure. I was thankful to have her back to her full health. She seemed to glow in the light coming through the glass

moonstones as singular, which matched Grace’s response. She

over my skin as I watched

have it, do

lied, her tone soft

own expression, hoping the flush prickling across my cheeks didn’t give anything away. I couldn’t lie

“Then where is it?”

so important to the

lip, looking thor oughly irked

to the Moon Goddess, regardless of whose possession they are in. Includ

why you aided Damian in the overthrow of Drogo

fainted. I fought as hard as I could to stay upright as Mom stared blankly at Grace, tilting

don’t know

it yourself. The

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to

moon dial. Mom followed.

working with? Is it

white as her robes when Mom said

speak her

Is this where you’re hiding

Moon Goddess, Queen Maeve. You must

years ago. She is a girl with powers she doesn’t understand and powers she refuses to use for good. Had the Church not tempted Damian with the map, had they not given it to Romero for safe keeping during the

how do you

pale, her eyes wide. She had come into this trying to wear us down, and Mom had been in on her grand scheme the entire time. Grace was

she?” Mom bit out, anger bringing color

behind her as she turned into a darkened hallway, leaving us alone in the grand marble foyer of

all about?” I hissed, my voice echoing on the

stuck, so to speak. I found it odd that Damian’s forces left the Tem ple untouched during their invasion, while

hit the nail on the

entrance now. I followed, looking over

of the air biting against my

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