Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder
Chapter 302
Chapter 82: The Two Stones
Maeve
Mom patted the bed, inviting me to lay next to her.
I wiped the tears from my face before turning down the thick covers, sliding into bed beside her. She was in a sitting position, holding the cup of tea in her lap as she looked over at me, taking me in.
“You’ve changed a lot,” she said with a smile, reaching out to tuck my hair behind my ears. “You’re very tan. And I’ve never seen your hair quite this light-”
“You can mention I weigh a million pounds now. It wouldn’t hurt my feelings.”
She rolled her eyes and sipped her tea. “You look beautiful, Maeve. Healthy.”
“I don’t want to be pregnant anymore,” I whimpered as I buried my face in the pillow.
“Well, by the looks of it, it could be over any day now,”
“Five more weeks…” I grimaced as one of the babies kicked me firmly in the ribs.
“Five? But-”
I pulled the covers over my head. “I’m having twins.”
“Oh,” Mom said, unable to hide the joy in her voice. “Well,
sometimes twins come early. We’ve had a few sets born in the village. Remember when the triplets were born a few years ago? That was quite a feat-”
“Mrs. Abrams was miserable, Mom. I’m sure she still is-”
“I saw her a few days ago at the market, sweetheart. She seemed happy, just… a little frazzled.” She set her teacup down on the bedside table with a clang, and then reached over to stroke my side. “You’re going to suffocate under there.”
I pushed the covers away, my face twisted in hurt. “Dad hates me.”
“He doesn’t hate you!”
“I’m pregnant with his arch nemesis’s grandchild, Mom!”
“Arch nemesis?”
“Maddalyn! He’s so, so mad at me. I’m surprised he hasn’t killed Troy.”
“We definitely discussed it,” she laughed, her eyes creasing with mirth.
Tarched my brow. “Last night? I figured Troy told him who he was this morning,”
“We‘ve known for a while, honey. Ernest brought Troy’s sketchbook back from the castle. The one of Maddalyn is… impossible to deny. Dad told me he looks like her, too. He must be beautiful.” There was pain in her voice when she said the last part.
“What did Maddalyn do, exactly?”
Mom exhaled, then laughed softly, shaking her head. “I don’t know where to begin!”
“The beginning would be fine.”
“Hmm… well, Maddalyn came into my life before… I was still a breeder then. She was unhappy with the arraignment. Your father and Maddalyn were betrothed; at least that’s what Romero and King James had wanted. She was cruel to me in those days, before the war. Just… a mean girl, not yet a villain.”
“Does it bother you that Troy looks like her?”
“Well, I haven’t met him yet, Maeve. But no, from what Ernest and Gemma have told us, it sounds like Troy is nothing like his parents. I won’t deny that Maddalyn was beautiful. She was. She truly was. Just not on the inside.”
“He wasn’t raised by her. He doesn’t know her at all.”
“I gathered that from what Ernest knew about Troy’s relationship with Romero.”
Thank the Goddess for Ernest. He had saved me from having to explain everything that had happened before the invasion.
“Your dad isn’t going to kill Troy. But he will be asking questions. I heard Rowan tried to fight him,”
They both beat the crap out of one another,” I said bluntly. “Rowan hates
something very complicated right
I asked
but then she looked away. “He found his
has… powers.”
of Red Lakes? Is
“Yes.”
is
“No…”
what can she
really know
had been physically capable of jumping to my feet without struggling to get out of the bed, I would have. “She’s a Dream
know what that
over onto my back. “This is going to
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felt it when I… when
I met Troy to the second I stepped off the boat in Winter Forest, leaving a few spicier things that happened between Troy and me out, of
a sandwich Gretchen had brought up for me on the swell of my stomach. “And… the moonstone we found in the tomb, I used it to bring
people of… Dianny? Is that
Sisters
I think I understand. They think…
“But I think we’re supposed to be the ones
Queens; at least that’s what Hanna and I think.” Mom had told me what happened
I felt suddenly at peace. We had made it this far, overcome so much. I was looking
then the door to the
as he moved to the end of the bed and stopped, his arms crossed over
owe you an apology,” he said, looking
said with a
Mom said in a
glared at me, then cleared his
“For what, exactly?”
glare, then glanced at Mom, a silent plea for
our
control.” He ran his tongue
said, sitting up a little
“No,” he said shortly.
allowed to
“Absolutely not.”
can get me pregnant)” I
widened as she looked down at her lap, trying not
just as Troy knocked on the open
a beaming smile, which I don’t think he was
and it looked like someone had given him a haircut. Georgia likely got her hands on him, I thought. She always gave Rowan a haircut whenever she visited, not liking the men in her life with long
him. He was rested and at ease, a glimmer of mischief
a slight bow, who was watching him with
thanks, Troy, for taking care of our daughter,” she said, sounding every bit like
said, but then stopped when Mom’s gaze locked on him. “Thank you,”
shifted his weight
to scratch his beard as I exhaled deeply, rolling my eyes. I set the sandwich on the nightstand, attempting to swing my
I haven’t been able to talk to you
You don’t have to sleep in the garage
have a lot to discuss with the
down on my
seat as
Mom and I said in
nodded, tucking his hands
Troy said,
you thanks, Troy, for taking care of our daughter,” she
said, but then stopped when Mom’s gaze locked on him. “Thank you,”
shifted his weight uncomfortably. “I’m
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