Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 120: Something’s wrong with Her

Rowan

The castle was abuzz with its usual day-to-day activities. Servants and maids passed me in the hallway carrying baskets of laundry and trays of tea. I could hear the clattering of cookware as I left my office and walked toward the grand staircase off the foyer, seeing the door to the servants’ hallway that led to the kitchen slightly ajar.

It was nearing lunch, and I was definitely hungry. I stopped to let a maid pass by with a tray full of sandwiches and coffee, heading toward the library.

“For Miss Kacidra,” she said, bobbing her head as she noticed my gaze.

I nodded back, tucking my hands in my pockets as I followed the maid down the hallway toward the library.

Kacidra was seated at the long library table in the center of the room. She was peering down at a large textbook, her brow knitted in concentration. She looked up with a smile as the maid approached with the lunch tray, but she arched her brow as I entered behind the maid.

“Don’t distract me, Rowan,” she said with a laugh before giving the maid her thanks. Kacidra leaned back in her chair and bit into a sandwich.

I pulled one of the chairs out from the table and sat down, taking a deep, restorative breath before grabbing a sandwich

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for myself.

“Want some coffee? You look like you could use it!” she asked.

“I didn’t get too much sleep last night,” I sighed, accepting the steaming cup of coffee from Kacidra. Kacidra snorted with mirth, bringing the coffee to her lips and sipping cautiously.

“Ouch, that’s hot-”

“Don’t you have class today?” I asked, motioning toward the mountain of books she had strewn across the table. She bit into her sandwich, flipping through the pages of her textbook for a moment before she met my eyes again, shrugging.

“I had class this morning. I have lab this afternoon, though. A test, so it’s a short class. I’ll be home before dinner.”

Kacidra was in her first year of medical school at the University of Mirage. She was studying to be a physician with the intent of going home to Red Lakes and setting up a practice there, something she said was desperately needed. Kacidra was sharp as a tack, and she seemed to be enjoying her studies. And Pete, well, I had never met anyone so devoted to their mate.

Her studies meant Kacidra and Pete would be living in Mirage for several years, and I had offered them residence at the castle.

Pete’s mother, a spirited older woman named Debby, was also living at the castle, but had insisted on being given a job while she remained under our roof. Debby had been given the task of tending to the hundreds of plants in the atrium, many of the plants native to the Isles where she was from, and all and

all, the family seemed content.

Kacidra’s presence was also a huge comfort to Hanna.

Especially now. Hanna could use all of the comfort she could get.

her voice

Kacidra’s eye. I couldn’t bring myself to answer that question, so I only shrugged my shoulders. I needed to figure out some way to

her eyes gazing into mine in search of the overwhelming anxiety I felt regarding everything that was going on with

I muttered, taking another sip of my

next couple of minutes, I expect. They

I had no idea they’d ridden the train into town. Shows

have taken the car, but Maeve wanted to take the boys on the train,

little

Maeve and Troy left to start their new lives as the Alpha and Luna

Ernest had flown down with my parents and their son George, who was

they were fully aware of the thoughts I’d just had and I’d summoned them. I pushed

library and looked around. She hadn’t been in

said you wanted to modernize the place?” Maeve said as she held Oli in her arms.

over to me, and I reached down to scoop him up. I began to bounce Will on my knee. He squealed with laughter at the motion, his dark brown curls

looked like Troy and were very hard to tell apart. They were

different personality. Will was loud and demanding,

little Oli, was wild and fearless. As Maeve looked around the library, he sprinted away from her

her; copper blond hair and a lean build. He was slightly shorter than his

like Maeve’s and my own. And the other was a

him, Troy walked through the library doors, and a chorus of excited “Dada!” rang out through the air as the boys made their way to

off on his hands and knees, crawling across the floor at a rate

too was crawling still, but Oli was running, damn near sprinting toward his

survived, and likely

a sneaking suspicion he was going to be

be reckoned with.

his arms as he walked over to the set of couches near the hearth. He casually dumped the boys on the couch, much to

as he fielded the advances of the boys, who were tugging on his shirt and climbing

replied

alone, Troy,” Maeve was

it from the shelf, glancing at me out of the corner of

rang out in the hallway, and suddenly, Gemma and Ernest appeared, George toddling ahead

her arms around Maeve while Ernest came over to the couches,

into a tight hug. I hadn’t seen much of him since they’d gotten here.

could answer him, I looked over toward the doorway. Mom was standing there, and I saw her face fall as she realized Hanna was not in the library with the rest of the family.

Maeve said as Mom entered the library, Dad coming along with her, his hand wrapped around

our reason for coming. But we can’t help

Rowan. We need to know what’s happening with you and

as she asked, “Is it Hanna that’s