Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 265

Chapter 45: Duck and Run 

Troy

“Look at that thing.” I said to Keaton as we pulled the skiff to shore once again, the high tide beginning to retreat as we dragged the skiff onto the beach. I tied the rope to the stake above the shoreline, double checking the knot before looking back at the dog, who was following Maeve around as if she were a mother duck, and he was the duckling. “That’s it. That’s his name.”

“What is?” Keaton asked, wringing water from his shirt. We had almost capsized the skiff as we broke over the reef where the waves crashed into the shallows with vigor. Keaton had gotten the worst of it, the wave soaking him from the neck down.

“Duck, that’s a perfect name for him.”

“You’re naming the thing now? I thought we weren’t keeping it.”

“Try telling that to Myla and Maeve,” I said, shaking my head.

Robbie was walking towards us, looking out over the water before stopping short of us, allowing us to catch up to him.

“The crewmen we sent out as scouts last night are back,” he said, motioning to the group of men congregating around Olly’s cooking fire. “Pete said they saw no signs of the other skiffs.”

“Any signs of other people?” I asked, running my fingers through my hair.

“No, not even a scent. They did pick up on a lot of wildlife, though. Pete went a little nuts, according to the others.”

“Well, none of the crew has shifted in weeks. I don’t blame him for feeling the urge to chase lizards through the brush.” Keaton leaned over and shook his wet hair back and forth, spraying me and Robbie with water.

“I could use a shift,” Robbie said, wiping the water from his shirt as he glared down at Keaton.

“Aye, we all could. Go ahead, Rob. Let us know if you run into anything worth noting,” Keaton said as began to walk up the beach ahead of us, his sights on Myla.

“Want to come with?” Robbie asked.

“Sure, why not.” 1 shrugged, glad he asked. I hadn’t shifted since I was at the castle and had access to the grounds.

We walked up the beach for a moment with the intent of letting the others know I would be joining Robbie.

But then I had an idea.

Maeve was sitting on the beach, rolling a seashell in the palm of her hands as we approached. She looked up, shielding her eyes from the Sun with her hand.

“Hey, what’re you—”

“Where’s the dog?” I asked, looking around. Robbie whistled loudly behind me, the sound startling me and making me flinch.

The dog came bounding up the beach towards us, his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth.

“How big do you think his brain is?” Robbie asked.

“Pretty small. I mean, look at him,”

as he came to a stop in front of

the dog. He seemed to understand this. He barked excitedly, his tail smacking Maeve repeatedly

at least three times. Robbie watched in delight, clapping his hands as Duck did a fourth circle, kicking sand in

I said, reaching down and ruffling Maeve’s hair just to annoy her. She swatted my hand

him? Did

“Yeah, that’s his name.”

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terrible name for a

later I’m going out for a run with Robbie

couldn’t tell if it was because she couldn’t

appear out of nowhere, Maeve. He was obviously someone’s pet at

down at the shell in her

We can decorate our tent with them. I said, and she glared up at

are you even going to run with

the bruising from being tossed across the ship was starting to fade. need to do this. Maeve

out in the sand,

but there was still an obvious rift.

was a

again, my hand clenching into a fist to

around the camp, and soon we were walking in the dense, humid jungle

out of our clothes, Duck sitting

will kill me if he takes off,” I said to Robbie as I shook out

the ground, testing out my

his deep chestnut coat shining in the soft sunlight coming through the canopy

his eyes wide. He was trembling slightly, his tail slowly moving back and forth on the ground

you think he can understand us?” I

him something, Robbie replied, sniffing the

stared at Duck, tilting

said, ‘Do you want to GO, GO

Robbie,’i huffed, pawing at the ground again. “He can’t understand us, man. Don’t

and was nervously shifting his weight. I barked, once, getting his attention.

were off, running into the depths

to set. Duck was lapping water from a small creek we had found, panting happily as

looks like one,’ Robbie said as he sniffed

I haven’t thought about that in years, ‘I answered, sitting down and resting my front legs. I could definitely feel my injury now. The bone was sore and

about running along the beach on

eyes going wide

that smell?’ Robbie asked as he sniffed. I lifted my snout,

is that

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