Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 47: Through the Front Door

Rowan

“We’re not that far from the castle, Rowan,” Dad said sternly as he bent to tie his boots. He looked up at me, catching my annoyed expression.

“It would be faster if we shifted-”

“And show up naked to confront whoever’s in the castle right now? No, I think not.”

He did have a point.

I surrendered, leaning against a tree as the rest of the warriors caught up to us, their backs heavy with sacks full of supplies. Dad had said in passing that he meant to take over again, but I hadn’t believed it at the time. Seeing the warriors outfitted for battle made a hard lump form in my throat. We were actually going to do this…

It wasn’t long before we reached the outskirts of the castle grounds. I could see it rising out of the darkness, amber colored light spilling from several windows.

We crouched in the tall grass, Dad motioning for us to move forward a few feet at a time, the group of us spread wide across the field.

“Do you think Maeve is being held in the castle?” I whispered. Dad shook his head, his eyes shining in the moonlight.

“No, she wouldn’t be here. They are holding her somewhere less obvious.”

I opened my mouth to question his thinking, but he held his hand up to quiet me. We moved forward.

Suddenly, a shout came from somewhere near the castle, then laughter. I held my breath and winced as a woman began to scream, pleading with whoever was laughing. I winced, my fingers digging into the earth beneath me as I tried to maintain my composure.

Dad motioned to one of the warriors, who took off through the grass towards the noise. I heard a whooshing sound, then a cracking thump.

The woman was crying, gulping for air as she sobbed a desperate thanks.

“Come on, let’s move,” Dad said, crouching as he walked through the grass, leading up closer to the castle.

“What was that?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t care. We just can’t risk anyone seeing us approach,” he answered.

“How are we going to get inside?”

“Through the front door, of course.”

I stopped, gaping at him. “What?”

“This is my castle, remember?” He gave me a knowing look, his eyes flaming with long subdued fury.

He wasn’t wrong. He was just going to waltz in like he owned the place, apparently

I had heard stories about my father, but those stories didn’t reflect the man I knew. It seemed I was going to meet the man from the stories tonight, however

Dad led the way

dimly lit by lanterns placed in the

using power?”

Mirage and inadvertently drained the power banks while doing so,” Dad said loudly, his voice booming with

of the hallways. They were light, their tread soft

hair falling thinly over her shoulders, her black eyes shining in the lantern light. She swiveled to a stop in front of Dad, her fluffy, emerald green gown

are you?”

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towards dad and giving him a sultry look. She bowed slightly,

not the Alpha of Greenbriar-”

sarcastically. Then she laughed again, a shrill sound that echoed off the walls around us. I shuffled my feet, uncomfortable and suspicious

Alpha of Drogomor?” Dad said, his voice harboring an edge

one, or the new

Alpha,” Dad ground out, his

is Damian, you might have heard of him?” She was being sarcastic, of

sultry smile that made my stomach turn.

of course you

my brow, shocked by the causal manner in

a

didn’t answer. He stood stock still, his face beginning to

he is,” she said, leaning into his ear, “if first

clutched her by the throat, catching her off guard. But

mouth stretched in a wide smile. He threw her to the ground, turning back to the warriors and nodded towards the

the castle,

they spread out. I stood next to Dad, looking down at the woman

here,” she said weakly, blood dripping from the corner

asked sharply, not bothered by the fact that the

“No one knows. Damian is searching for-for her on the

What do you

he has something Damian needs. Romero gave it to the breeder. He needs-he needs Maeve to-to-* She inhaled deeply, choking on air

| asked,

tone totally casual. I knitted my brow, looking down at the woman as her head slumped to the side. She was still breathing,

and Dad stilled, his eyes focusing on the stairs. Someone up

Dad whispered, his face

“What”

of our warriors, his clothes torn and tattered as he came to a dead

It was a

quickly changing my

have time to strip out of the clothes before I shifted, bursting through the seams and flexing my scruff as the wolves came to stop before Dad and I, their teeth bared and

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black coat standing on end as he lowered his head and bared his teeth, clacking them