Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 106: Something Is Wrong

Maeve

We ran in circles around the castle, yipping and howling with delight as we pounced in front of unsuspecting warriors. who were leaning against a thicket of trees while they guarded the outskirts of the castle grounds.

One of the warriors shifted, thinking we were a threat be cause he didn’t yet recognize Rowan’s wolf, which caused Rowan great embarrassment and distress, and he had to shift back to his regular form and explain the situation, naked as the day he was born, in front of a group of warriors in which he was now the Alpha just to prove he was in fact who he said he was, rather than just using the mind-link.

An hour passed. I didn’t feel the pained rush of my milk letting down, or the looseness and ache of my hips. I felt, for the first time since I started to lean into the general malaise of my pregnancy, powerful and strong. Like my old self.

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‘We should head back; it’s starting to rain. You both left your robes in the grass near the terrace.’ Troy turned to look back at the castle, which was just visible in the distance. We were standing on the edge of the forest, resting our paws for a moment. I heard a sound, then saw the grass parting as some thing moved toward us at a high rate of speed.

Chapter 106 Something to Wrong

‘It’s just the dog,’ Rowan huffed, falling in step with Troy as they began to trot back across the field. Duck must have been coming to join us in whatever game he thought we had been playing, but to my surprise he ran between us, darting into the dark forest.

‘Duck!’ I cried over the mind-link, but he was gone in an instant.

‘What the hell was he chasing? I didn’t see anything run past-‘ Rowan said, his voice distorted by a breeze that rustled in the trees, twigs snapping over our heads.

‘I don’t smell anything. No rabbits, or squirrels.’ Troy added, lifting his snout and sniffing deeply.

I was truly concerned. Duck had taken to the castle imme diately, spending his time much like he had in Winter Forest by sprawling out on the carpet with his belly toward the hearth, or wrapped around someone’s ankles while they lounged in the library. He rarely went out on his own to ex plore the castle grounds.

‘We have to go get him,’ I said, turning to the forest.

‘No, Maeve, it’s dark!’ Rowan stepped forward, his eyes sharp and dark in the fading light. Clouds had moved in over our heads, casting the grounds in nothing but darkness.

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‘What are you, scared?’ I retorted, shaking rain from my

coat. ‘It’ll only take a minute.’

Hanna was silent, her head turned to where Duck had dis

appeared between the trees. The path he had taken was not well beaten and was severely overgrown with brambles and wispy, dried vines.

‘Two minutes, then we go back,’ Troy said in a command ing tone, walking between Hanna and I into the forest. Rowan

followed.

I stole at glance at Hanna, who was still fixated on the silent depths of the forest. An eerie feeling swept over me as she turned her head, the fur on her back rising as another stiff breeze sent a vibration through the canopy of trees over our

heads.

‘Is it her?’ I asked, already knowing the answer deep in my

bones.

Hanna lowered her head and walked into the forest after

Rowan and Troy.

When we caught up to him, Duck was digging against the base of a huge oak tree, its roots snaking several yards around its base as it towered over us. Troy barked sharply at Duck, but he didn’t cease his digging. He was frantic, huffing and snarling.

‘Troy, listen-‘I said, a little breathless. I had been trying to

catch up to Rowan and Troy as they chased after Duck. I felt off and didn’t like the feeling I was getting in the forest. I was regretting insisting on chasing after Duck, especially after Hanna had gone silent and still when the breeze hit us.

We were outside of the castle grounds now.

Duck started to snarl, then backed away from the tree.

‘Troy!’ I howled, willing him to listen. He turned his head toward me, his eyes glistening the moonlight coming through the canopy of dried, yellow leaves above our heads.

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the hell is that?’ It was Rowan who spoke, gingerly stepping toward whatever Duck had found beneath the tree. He nudged Duck out of the way, and once Duck’s

There’ s… there’s a light on down there – Rowan’s words were cut short by howling coming from deeper in the forest. All of the

smell, faintly sweet. I sniffed, sensing the smell growing more

to bark frantically, his teeth latching onto my rough to pull me away. Smoke had filled the area, mingling with the fog swirling around our feet. I turned to see

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on his stomach, back in his human form, fog

fell to his knees, back in

his face before I

I was still a wolf. I turned to Hanna, who was still a

happening?’ I said over the

howled, and to my surprise, Duck understood her. He took off

wolves. Some had eyes that glowed a vibrant red as they stepped out of the

about how the people of Dian ny had used torches laced with wolfsbane to create a noxious smoke that pulled

the ancient healer in Dianny who had used it to bring me back to my senses after what

in the

and on Hanna. I didn’t dare glance at her,

his hands tucked casually into the pockets of a trench coat. His hair was incredibly blond,

had the telltale black eyes that

Lycennian.

looked remarkably like Opaline, and Alpha Julian the younger.

handful of linens in front of us

but his meaning

glance at Hanna, knowing

reluctantly shifted back to my human body, finding the act slightly painful but not nearly as bad as the first time. Naked in front of at least a dozen wolves, I reached down to pull a

same.

against the fear gripping me as I adjusted the linen over my

I said shortly, looking up at the

mine, searching for

“Where is she?”

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my father’s prisoner now. You’ll never find her.” And that was true. Opaline had told us everything in her attempt to gain

crossing the formidable, bar ren ice land that was known as the Northern Pass with the refugees from Lycenna, heading into either land’s unknown,

considered my words but didn’t seem the least bit af fected by them. He shrugged, then reached up to run

out. He

be a

ass,” I bellowed, hoping she was close enough to

I see her descriptions of you have been correct.

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been called worse,”

I’m not disappointed.

hard as I could not to think about the boys or Troy. I was on the edge of tears,

you want to see

“Not particularly.”

his fingers. Four large, burly men stalked out of the woods and

is waiting

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my family was readying for dinner?

Carl’s cronies stepped around us to pick up Troy

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Rosalie

piano in the library with George balanced on my lap. He was bent forward, chewing on the keyboard and smiling whenever I touched the keys nearest to his mouth. Gemma danced around the

head slumped to the side as he snored softly with Oliver sleeping

out the windows, seeing nothing through the dense fog. It was starting to

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was beaming, his chubby little body clenched as a thrilled

nearly as enthused as

had been gone long enough. I abruptly stopped playing the piano, which sent a wave of somber energy

you think

right,” I breathed, balancing George on my hip as I rose from the bench and crossed the room to look out the window. Droplets of rain