Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 292

The moonstone.

Chapter 72: When a White Queen Dies Maeve

I didn’t even fight as Rex dragged me away from the tomb. I was limp in his arms, my strength spent, every cell in my body bursting with pure, unadulterated grief.

I felt empty.

I didn’t notice how the landscape changed as Rex carried me over a rocky hill and down into a small, sheltered cove. I didn’t notice when my hands were tied behind my back around a tree and I was left on the shore, facing the water.

Troy was trapped inside the tomb we had spent months trying to find

And something had happened to my mother.

I could feel it in my bones as I looked out over the water, a great transformation taking place within me minute after minute, the image of the two wolves I had seen in the circle of stones flowing in and out of my mind.

“Not yet. I’m not ready to lose them,” I whispered as I sat on the beach, waiting for whatever came next.

Damian’s cruiser was rocking on the water in the distance. It was a large, modern boat, its white frame glimmering in the sunset as I sat on the beach just outside of a large canvas tent at Damian’s beach camp.

I counted nine people in total, including Damian. I had been watching the cruiser for several hours and hadn’t seen a single person moving across the deck.

Nine people, that was it. That was all that was between me and getting back the Persephone for help freeing Troy from the tomb and doing whatever it took to get back to Winter Forest as quickly as possible. If I could get free….

I wondered how quickly I could get there if I stole Damian’s boat.

A laugh rang out somewhere behind me, and I winced, turning my head only slightly toward the noise. That’s when saw her, and my skin prickled with heat.

“Opaline?” I said, as though to myself.

She was within earshot, however, and looked right at me as she walked along the beach, her icy blonde hair trailing behind her.

She bowed dramatically, then laughed again as she rose, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Princess Maeve, our royal fugitive!”

“What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed, digging into my restraints with my nails.

“I could ask you the same thing, but I already know. On a little treasure hunt with your boyfriend, huh? I see he was a successful breeder.” She walked toward me, stopping short of me by mere feet.

My cheeks flamed with fury as I narrowed my eyes at her. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“I’m here because my soon-to-be husband is here, that’s why.” 

“Who? You’re already,”

“Oh, Julian? He perished in the invasion,” she said, giving me a faux frown before she began to laugh again.

I swallowed against the lump in my throat, sensing there was much more to her story about her brother’s, or husband’s-whatever he was-death. She watched me for a moment, then knelt so we were at eye level. She tilted her head from side to side, her black eyes narrowing.

is making

sarcasm in my

be Luna of all of it,

“Okay,” yawned.

pursed her lips, unhappy about the lack of reaction she was getting out of me. “Did you

you’ll have to pry the title of Alpha King out of my father’s cold, dead hands

says I haven’t?” Something in her voice made

at her, trying to peer behind her haunting

I’ve seen him. He came to Mirage not long after the invasion with

as I leaned forward, frantically picking at my restraints. “Where are

matter, does it? A lot has happened since you fled from Valoria, Maeve.

being held

love, the same man

of my eyes from running down my cheeks. I couldn’ t possibly be this alone, could I? Dad

voice edged with righteous fury. Opaline smiled menacingly, her eyes narrowing into

that’s enough.” Damian’s voice wafted over to us, and Opaline turned her head, her face falling as

to pieces. He reached down and picked me up by my

gave her a menacing smile of my own

my hands behind my back. I looked around, taking in the splendor of the tent. The sand had been covered with large rugs, and several couches had been placed around the table Damian had been using as a desk. This place looked lived in, like Damian had been here for quite a

asked without even thinking. The question had

he took a seat behind the desk. A large tray of food was sitting on a side table. It was nearly nightfall, and it had been almost ten hours

he said casually, cleaning off his glasses with

“A friend?”

listen to Opaline; she is upset you weren’t dealt

from the food and stared at Damian, wondering what exactly he had planned for

said my father went to

looking down at a map on his

him?” Desperation was tying my stomach into a

were headed north,

been

chasing this damn-” He looked up at me, his face totally serious

more than

tomb. That’s why we came… but you obviously didn’t find

“Don’t play dumb.

you from taking

to be more to it than that, Princess. What were you planning to do with it? What

have no idea what

me everything, you know. About what happened to you in Dianny. She warned me your powers were unreachable,

mouth had gone dry at the mention of her name. Tasia, who had been so helpful, so kind to us in Dianny, had been working with Damian

to find the tomb.” His smile was wicked, and I felt bile rising in my throat as I forced myself to look into his eyes, steeling

“Tasia is a good-”

prevents her from having. She is powerful, that woman. Too damn powerful for her own good. But with the

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