Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 93 : The Beta of Poldesse

Maeve

The gardens at the castle were very much changed with the season. Winter had yellowed and dried the leaves to a chilled crisp, and the garden was littered with foliage debris. It was cold, but not like the bitter, dry cold of Winter Forest. Here, the air still seemed thick with moisture, and the gray sky seemed more apt to rain than snow. 

I wondered about the boys as I followed Troy, Keaton, and my dad into the sanctuary of the lower garden. The nanny Geor gia and Talon had hired to help care for Ernest when he was young had come out of retirement to help with the three new in fants at the castle. She was a seasoned professional, and Mom had chosen to stay behind to help, but I was still weary, especially since whatever conversation was about to take place would likely take a while.

Troy stepped into the gazebo, motioning for Keaton to sit down. Keaton was eyeing Dad suspiciously, but sat down nonetheless, crossing his arms over his chest as he settled back against a wrought iron chair.

Dad was well aware of our time spent in Dianny. Mom had been briefed as well, but I doubted either of them fully understood the shock Keaton, Troy, and I felt at the news that Tasia may have destroyed the ancient pack.

“Robbie’s alive,” Keaton said with soberness in his voice. “So is his mate, Alison. They made it out before shit really hit the fan.”

“What exactly happened?” Troy took a seat across from Keaton, but Dad had chosen to stand, leaning against one of the

stone columns that supported the roof of the gazebo. I leaned as well, enjoying a moment of physical activity after spending most of the last week in bed, covered in babies.

“Tasia she… well, I guess I should start by saying Una is dead, as is her husband, and most if not all of Tasia’s siblings.”

“What?” | could barely believe it. Tasia was the eldest of her siblings, and she couldn’t have been much older than myself.

Keaton nodded, his eyes wide as he stared down at his shoes. He shivered, then shook his head, looking into Troy’s eyes. “It was mayhem from what Robbie said. Tasia declared herself Al pha, but the pack revolted against her. That’s when Robbie and Alison left with those who didn’t want to fight, or couldn’t. Mostly families. We brought them all to the isles… so many children. Or phans, now. Tasia brought the whole damn valley in on itself. There’s nothing left but stone.”

“She… what? What do you mean she brought down the val ley?” | asked, trying to make sense of what he was saying.

“Robbie said they had just arrived at the shore when what felt like an earthquake rocked the jungle. They camped on the shore for a week before we arrived and rescued them. I sent… I sent a few scouts back to Dianny. There’s nothing left. It’s buried under hundreds of feet of stone. The village. The lake. It’s gone.”

“Oh, my Goddess,” | whispered, wrapping my arms around the column for support. I looked up at Dad, who was listening to Keaton with a blank expression.

“And Robbie is here, in Mirage?” Troy asked. Keaton nodded, then shrugged.

“Aye, he is. The women wanted to gather some supplies be fore we left the port again-clothes and toys for the children back

on Suntra. That’s where they’re all staying now, you see, at our old compound. They’re all that’s left of The Daughters of Artemis now.”

“I’d like to talk to him, get his word about the disaster,” Dad stepped forward, tucking his hands in his pockets. “What’s his full name? I assume everyone is staying at the inn in Old Town?”

“Robert Arlo,” Troy answered, nodding his head in agree ment. “We do need to speak to him, Keat. We need to know what we’re dealing with here.”

Keaton crossed his ankles, leaning back in his chair. “We’re dealing with a power-hungry mad woman. What more is there to say?”

To my surprise, it was Dad who replied, telling Keaton in de tail what had happened in Winter Forest. Keaton listened in shock, especially when Dad began to explain how we combined the moonstones.

“Well, we’re all going to die,” Keaton deadpanned.

Dad stared at him, his brow arched. But Troy chuckled, cross ing his leg over his knee as he leaned back in his own chair.

“And it sounds like Maeve almost died already, anyway,” Keaton added.

“Oh, I did die,” I said lightly. Troy stopped chuckling, his face falling in sudden remembrance. “Too soon?”

alone, Maeve,” Dad said sternly, step ping forward into the center

a little bit, glancing at Troy

his lips. “Aye, I

to stay in Mirage for

asked, thoroughly in the dark. I thought we were leaving for Winter Forest on Friday and wasn’t aware that

announce-” Dad said,

moment, alone,” he said quick ly,

to me with his arm outstretched to lead

***

Troy

left of Old Town. In the nine months since Damian had invaded, much had been

to

to the inn to get Robbie?” Keaton asked, kick ing at a

the inside of my lower lip as I tried to

to be… to be Alpha of Poldesse. That’s partly

Ethan will be announcing my title. I wanted you to hear it

we already had this conversation,”

It was more about Ethan possibly killing me the second I stepped foot

the title?” he asked

was meant to be a Luna.

what happens when her mother dies, and she has

a long time. The boys will be grown

the boys? I still can’t believe

I fetched Rob bie, Myla, and

sons to fight over the title of Alpha of Poldesse, Troy. Is that what

ahead as we began to near the inn near the train station. “But what choice do I have? This is my birthright,

decades since the people of the Isles have had a real pack

those who don’t agree?” Keaton rounded on

pledge their loyalty. I won’t be collect ing tribute. I’ll just be there; that’s what’s important. And

“Where?”

answer. “I want you to live

hesitation as

eyes as I caught up to

not?”

a master, and I don’t plan on chang

the hell are

narrowed as he leaned forward. “You’d

You know it’s

the Beta of Poldesse? hmm? And your fa ther-in-law? That man

s “Be my Beta!”

pack to be a part of. Damian’s rule

Keaton rounded on me, crossing his

to pledge their loyalty. I won’t be collect ing tribute. I’ll

“Where?”

breath, unsure if I wanted to hear his answer. “I want you