Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 95: Farewell, Dear Maggie

• Ciana*

I stared at the empty spot where Theo had been standing seconds before. He’ d been like a zombie, so distant and dazed. I’d never seen him like that… almost like he was scared.

Theo was the Dark Prince, he didn’t get scared! Did he? Had he even heard me shouting his name?

‘Luther!” a new voice shouted.

Some of Luther’s men ran to the stage. I recognized them from when I stayed at his mansion. Thankfully, they didn’ t even look my way. They just helped Luther to his feet.

“Won’ t be long now,” Luther chuckled as his wolves helped him off the stage. “Soon, even Sebastian will find that monster too destructive to keep, then it’ Il be our time to strike.”

My heart quivered. Would Sebastian turn on his own son?

“Maggie, my dear, sweet love,” Demarco crooned.

I watched as he kneeled beside her. Tears continued to streak his face and he sobbed. He kept rocking her, like he was hoping that she could hear him and open her eyes magically, but she didn’t respond.

“Maggie… my love,” he sobbed.

Suddenly, he threw his head back and let out a long, grief

stricken roar. His body shook and in the blink of an eye, he shifted, his roar becoming a long, mournful howl.

I imagined he was too devastated. He’d risked everything to try and save her.

It was all for nothing.

Again and again, Demarco howled, sitting awkwardly with his broken leg out to the side. He sniffed Maggie and whimpered, even nosed her gently. But after he touched her once, he scurried into a corner, whimpering with his tail tucked be tween his legs.

l’ d never seen a wolf lose their mate before. My heart screamed in my chest and tears wet my eyes, just from seeing Demarco’s reaction. I knew he was working with Luther and he’d betrayed us, but the loss he was feeling… It was overwhelming.

My mind drifted to Theo… I refused to believe that Theo would choose to kill Maggie on purpose. Knowing him, even if they weren’t close, he wouldn’t go after his own family like that, would he?

He wasn’t the most in touch with his emotions, and I knew he could be ruthless. I’d seen it. But he’d always acted in selfdefense, or in defense of me and others.

Was he really so far gone that he’d kill his own half-sister?

No! I didn’t think that.

Looking around at Demarco in the corner and Warren, Who dragged himself with his good arm over to Maggie, I knew it wasn’t the right time to defend Theo. Neither Warren nor Demarco would want to hear it.

up, unsteadily, and pulled Maggie’s body into

he clung to her lifeless

Theo? Why out of everyone would

said. I came up behind him and put a hand on

pulled away from

gone. My sister is gone. Theo took her from me! Why?” he cried again. He trembled and crumpled forward,

be alone. Luther and his wolves, the

and heal. “Alpha Demarco, Prince

got no reaction from Demarco. With Luther and Theo gone, Demarco had no interest in Warren or myself. He was still staring at Maggie, barely

to

of the

murmured. I shook him

enough for me to get my shoulder under his arm and he stumbled along as I supported him

right back,” I said, touching his

sent someone to help Demarco and handle

working there. I found some maids in one of the

in the theater where we put on the play. He’s going to need your help, and any other spare hands you can find,” I said

hall,” one of the maids said,

room. His eyes were open and he was propped up on the pillows. Blood was seeping through his shirt at his shoulder. I wished he hadn’t pulled the dagger out. There seemed

shook his head. He groaned suddenly

his side and rubbed his back. “You’re okay.

it doesn’ t matter anymore,” Warren groaned. He

touched his forehead. He was

shirt off. The wound in his shoulder wasn’t that bad, but it was bleeding a lot and it already looked

I pulled his covers up as far as

blood away from his mouth and found a third one to start cleaning

need days

“Ciana…”

you,” I said, grabbing his hand

little again. No blood

to.

and passed out

‘S Maqq•e

a warm lunch. I made a

awake again, but I wanted to make

Still, I’d never seen Warren

me staying there and comforting him would make him feel less depressed and lonely, but that was the least