Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 52: Lady Nita

“Who would that be?” I asked.

When Jake responded, his answer totally shocked me. “Lady Nita, King Sebastian’s third wife, Prince Theo’s mother.”

“What?” I sank down onto the edge of the bed beside Theo, my mind trying to process what Jake had just said. “But… that’s his… mother.”

The Beta nodded, folding his arms across his chest. “That’ s right. She has always hated her own son and treated him. coldly since he was a little boy.”

I felt a cold shiver shoot down my spine.

It was so hard for me to understand how that was possi- ble. My own mother and I were so very close. She would’ve done anything for me and I adored her the same way in re- turn. Some of my happiest memories were from when my mother and I spent time together.

The lullaby I had been singing for Prince Theo just a few minutes ago was one that she had taught me and sung to me when I was a little girl.

Who could hate their own child?

Turning my attention back to Jake, I asked, “Why would someone want to see their own son suffer?”

“Their relationship is… complicated.”

I shifted on the bed to look at Theo. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why he was now so distant and cold.

He was frowning, seemingly suffering from something. Whatever dream he was in, it was definitely not a good one. And he was calling for her, his mother, earlier. I felt a dull ache in my heart. Could he be a different person had he had his mother’s love?

I still found it hard to believe. “I just don’t understand-”

Before Jake and I could continue our conversation, I heard a slight knock on the door of my chamber. I rushed to open it and saw a slightly disheveled Brook standing there with something in her hands.

“Brook? Are you okay?” I was worried. It was late, and nor- mally by this hour, the entire palace had quieted down. Polite as Brook was, she wouldn’t come to look for me unless it was something urgent.

“Yes, I’m okay,” she said quietly. “Oh, Beta Jake.”

Jake had come through the door that connected my room with Theo’s. “Oh, hi, Brook.”

woke up after having the strangest dreams. I can’t remember most of them, but I know they were unusual. I couldn’t fall asleep, so… I went to the kitchen and got these cookies I’d baked earlier. I was hoping someone would be awake to help me eat them so I don’t eat them all myself.”

get Brook in- volved in this situation, I heard Jake

three of us returned to Theo’s room. She headed to a chair near the bed, setting the plate of cookies down

tle table.

was going wrong. “Is Prince Theo okay?”

sick.” I wasn’t sure it was the best to tell Brook the entire story, so I found an

in half, nibbling on a piece of it,

alright?” She reached over and

sure,” Jake admitted, concern lacing his voice. He took a deep breath and looked from her to me and then back.

can do to help?”

his head. “We are thinking about reaching out to his

“Lady Nita?”

surprised. “You

been around the rest of the girls much and even when you’re, you don’t gossip. Words

it’s no secret that Alpha and his mother have never gotten along,” Jake agreed

that’s what I heard as well,” Brook

remember,” Jake explained. “King Sebastian conquered her pack, the Ortiz pack, and forced Lady Nita to marry him against her will. Ever since then, she’s hated every- thing about the royal

shook her head, and tears

over and brushed them away, a sweet gesture that made

need her help. Prince Theo needs her help,” I sighed, “We

was terrible for her,” Jake sighed, “and unfortunately, she took her anger out on her child. She’s always

couldn’t imagine how it would have been for Theo grow- ing up in a castle with a mother who hated him. He probably felt so

he had made to me since I’d arrived about how he didn’t care about being

and looked at him now. He was sleeping, and his brow was wrinkled as his head turned from side to side. I wanted to sing him a lullaby again. That

as Jake finally tried her cookies.

her

peo- ple were killed by her husband that was forced on her.” Jake sighed. “She hates everything related to King Sebastian and this palace. Prince Theo has his blood and therefore, unfortu- nately, is a

softly, “It’s really a

loves his mother deep down. I just wish she could show a little tenderness to- wards him,” Jake

words must’ve weighed on her heart. “I can’t imagine not having my

to be some way to tap into Lady Nita’s innate motherly love, right?” I asked. I was still nibbling on my cookie. It did taste very good, but I was having a