Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 286

Chapter 66: The Tomb of Lycaon 

Maeve

Damian was not what I was expecting. He was an older man, tall and lean. He was probably not much older than my own father, but was significantly gray, his eyes framed by wire-rimmed

glasses. He looked more like a kind old schoolteacher than the super-villain of my nightmares, but based on Troy’s body language I realized there was much more to the man than I could gather based on a single glance.

Damian was standing, rocking on heels, and watching us. Pete was lying on the ground nearby. unconscious, and another unfamiliar man of a size that rivaled Robbie was leaning against one of the dead trees, his arms crossed over his chest.

“What are we waiting for?” Damian said in a casual, almost friendly voice.

Troy didn’t move; he was still as a statue, his focus on Damian.

“How are you here?” Troy finally said, his voice edged with fury and confusion. Damian arched his brow, giving Troy an incredulous look.

“I made some new friends,” Damian smiled, shrugging as he took a single step forward, craning his neck to look around Troy to catch a glimpse of me. “Ah, would you look at that? The rumors are true She does look like Ethan.”

“We‘re leaving,”

“And going where exactly, Troy? I owe you; you know. When I first got word about the level of your intimacy with the princess, well, I thought it would cause me nothing but grief. But you’re here now, with her. This will all be over quite soon, and you can have your prize-”

“Prize?” I asked, looking up at Troy.

His shoulders fell a fraction of an inch, but he still stared straight forward, his eye on Damian, unblinking

I knew the original plan and the fact Troy was going to be paid handsomely for breaking Romero out of the castle, but that wasn’t what Damian had been planning all along. Troy was tricked. Surely, Damian didn’t mean to pay him still, if he had been planning to do so at all.

“I did promise you didn’t l?” Damian took another step forward.

“Promise him what?” I snapped, attempting to step out from behind Troy.

Troy blocked me, pulling me back behind him. But Damian had seen me fully, and his eyes widened, then his mouth curled into a malicious smile.

“Well done, Troy.”

“Don’t speak to me, or to her. Leave, now!”

I’d never heard Troy speak in such a tone before, his voice carrying through the clearing in a crisp. commanding way

“I was going to make you my heir, you know. You, the rightful prince-but wait, Romero is dead, isn’t he Troy? My man Horace saw to that, for you.”

“What is he trying to say, Troy?” I whispered into his back.

“Why don’t you tell her for yourself, Troy? Who you really are?”

“I suspect she already knows.” Troy answered, his tone biting.

I had no idea what he meant, honestly. He was Madalynn’s child; I knew that much. He mentioned his father’s name had been Behar. And his grandfather was

“You’re a prince,” I said quietly, the pieces falling into place. I didn’t know why the thought hadn’t crossed my mind before.

“More than that,” Damian folded his hands behind his back and paced, meeting my eye. “He’s the hereditary Alpha of Poldesse.”

I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying my thoughts aloud. Surely, Troy wasn’t planning on acting on that

“It can be all yours, Troy. The Kingdom of the Isles. Valoria is weak, ready for your hand to rule. I paved the way for the dynasty your grandfather always wanted. All you have to do is give me the girl.”

“No,” Troy said firmly without hesitation.

your mother’s

“I didn’t know her,”

a different man had she

you to lay a hand

need her blood.

knocking Damian flat on his back. But before I could act, the large man, Damian’s crony,

dirt from

to well in the center of my stomach. Old Maeve would’ve given this man a piece of her mind, maybe

was a little

as the

out on the ground. I caught myself on one of the beams holding up the entrance

behind, his fingers tangling in my hair as he yanked me

off of me!” I screeched, reaching up and pinching his hand with my

I thrashed and squirmed against his hold on my hair

and trying to twist out of the large

pulled back over his teeth. “If you shift, Troy, I’ll kill her right now,

went still and closed my eyes, trying to calm myself by

to be okay,” Troy

my hair again, making me wince.

you, Troy? Spawn of a White Queen,” Damian pulled up the sleeve of my skirt, exposing my skin. “Cut her and

She hasn’t come into power yet!” Troy

just been me, Damian

I had the babies to consider. Damian needed me, and if I cooperated, I could

tomb?” I exhaled, turning

aback by my sudden submission, but seemed pleased,

you‘re not

said, my

himself between me and Troy, blocking Troy’s view of my face. I swallowed the fear that tightened my throat and waited for him to say,

A dead White Queen must be

Damian.” I mustered all of the courage I had to speak with

his brow, giving me a look of pure challenge.

for you. I will show you how to access the

he contemplated his response. “What makes you

I said, hoping he didn’t call my bluff. I didn’t know what to do with the moonstones once

looked at me for a moment, then turned his head to look down at Troy. Shrugging, he handed me the knife, taking a step away from me lest i lunged

my hands. I

after that, the same man who had his huge

while I lifted my

grinning broadly, his eyes creasing with pure, unadulterated

as I stole a glance at Troy, who was glaring at me in

do it,

tomb, my breath catching in

What next?

held out my hand, inhaling deeply, then placed it on the

little pricks of electricity racing through my palm and up to the tips of my

in excitement as the door began to give way, the rock crumbling at my

my chest and moving me out

of the hill, carved into the stone. Damian was already inside of it, looking around, his face twisted in delirium. He looked like a child, really, seeing

the first

Pete and get back

Troy. Do you not remember what happened in Dianny?” I whispered, watching Damian

can’t use it without you,” Troy protested, his voice a low

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