Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 316

 

Troy

The University of Mirage had sustained major damage during the invasion. Scaffolding snaked up the outer walls of the university’s event center, which was one of the oldest buildings in Valoria. The last timeli had been to the event center was the night I went to the social and eventually got attacked in a darkened alley and witnessed Maeve nearly kill a man.

Watching her knock the man’s teeth out was the moment really, truly, fell in love with her.

The center looked different in the light of day, however. No paper lanterns hung along the high ceilings as I followed Ethan and Rowan up the wide, stone staircase. Daylight flooded through the massive stained glass window as we reached the top of the stairwell, little shreds of multicolored light dancing around our feet.

Men were walking past us, funneling into the lecture hall.

“All you have to do is answer their questions. The less you say, the better.” Ethan directed this toward me, and I nodded, willing myself to have a filter although I knew it was unlikely.

We followed Ethan into the lecture hall. I had expected him to stop and chat with his fellow Alphas, but he walked down the stairs and motioned to us to sit in a row of seats close to the platform where a group of six people was seated in a semi

circle, dressed in black robes.

I looked around the room as we sat down, trying to make sense of the number of Alphas in the room. There must have been some Betas included in the meeting; that was the only explanation.

After roughly ten minutes, the conference began. It was early in the morning, and the smell of coffee was thick in the air as the High Elder Council began to speak. They called out the name of each Alpha and his pack. The Alpha of Breles. The Alpha of Emerald Lake, of Tragoria, of Moon Haven, and so on, and so forth. Packs I had never even heard of had been called into attendance.

The six High Elders represented the territories of the pack lands, three from Finadli, the western continent, and three from Valoria, the eastern. I hadn’t noticed the seventh elder until she spoke, her accent strange and unfamiliar as her words rang clear throughout the lecture hall.

“We are gathered to speak on many topics today, such as trade, infrastructure, and the exchange of titles,” she said calmly before taking a seat at the end of the semi-circle table.

“Who is she?” I asked Rowan. Rowan leaned towards me, whispering.

“She’s the High Priestess of the Church of the Moon Goddess. The Church has its own representative on the council. That way, there is never a split vote.”

“Ah, I see,” I said, my mouth feeling a little numb.

Rowan seemed out of sorts as well, and we were both sweating with nerves as we listened to matters of trade being discussed, trying to follow along!

“We now call the Alpha King of Valoria to the podium,” an elder said, looking bored.

I wondered just how much Ethan was going to tell the other Alphas about the situation with Tasia. But to my surprise, he said nothing about it all.

Instead, he did something more shocking.

“Much has changed in the last twenty-five years. The growth of Valoria is now rivaled by the population boom in Finaldi. There was a time in which I would have argued against Finaldi needing an Alpha King reinstated to the throne,” he bellowed, not bothering to use the microphone. “I seek the council’s guidance on the matter of crowning a King of the West.”

Shocked murmuring echoed through the lecture hall. Rowan shifted in his seat, glancing over at me.

“What is he doing?” Rowan whispered.

“Playing… chess,” I breathed, leaning back in my own chair and crossing my legs, my ankle balanced on my opposite knee.

“There is no need for an Alpha king in the Finaldi. Their territories are too rural outside of Breles for that to make much of a difference,” said one of the elders, rolling a pen over his fingers.

“I believe the Alphas of the new territories north of Breles

would disagree with that sentiment.” Ethan had his arms crossed over his chest as he spoke, his brow arched as he looked out into the crowd. He locked his gaze, and I followed it, finding myself looking right at Aaron of Red Lakes, who was sitting next to a small man who must have been his father.

shit…” I whispered as I

staring right at me, his

“What?” Rowan whispered.

tilted my head in Aaron’s

thought this meeting was

trying to keep my voice as low as

at Aaron, but shrugged, turning back to whisper in my ear again in a joking manner. “He’s not a threat. We could beat him up after the meeting,

both turned, feeling Ethan’s steely glare on us. Rowan colored and slouched into his

of Breles and myself believe a new Alpha King of the West should be chosen,” Ethan

title. He believes it should go to a northern Alpha in the new western territories.

the obvious fire behind his eyes betrayed his age. He was looking around, accepting claps on

moment before he gave me a tight smile, nodding his head in my direction

thought. Surely Aaron told him what happened. And Ethan would have explained the current situation, I was sure. Alpha Eugene seemed to not even care that he was sitting in the same room with the man who had kidnapped his son and taken his place as breeder.

someone in the crowd

territories are traitors

bristled at this comment and rose from his seat. “The northern territories have paved the way for new trade routes and infrastructure for Finadli. Alpha Tallum, would

the cause of many riches for your pack in particular-” Eugene pointed a finger at the

as the elders began to whisper to each other, nodding to each other

“I accept.”

sending a rumble of vibration through

held at the meeting’s end for the packs

one of which was Rowan. One by one they were announced as new Alphas… all of which had been titles passed down by their fathers, uncles,

hadn’t been called

on the back as he sat down, slightly

an Alpha now? I

 

me. “No, there’s a formal ceremony

nodded and then began to

my name

Behar, please come to

felt myself sink further

Kal?” someone behind me

unable to

nudged me hard with his

shocked murmuring abruptly

row closest to the podium, and he was watching me with interest. He gave me

reach up to wipe it

by birthright,” said one of the elders, looking down at a piece of

of Romero on your mother’s

of conversation swept through the lecture hall. The Priestess pounded the gavel on the table,

that true, Troy

“Yes.”

your rightful title?”

my title. I believe it’s in the best interest

the pack lands can have no claim to any throne!” someone shouted behind me, which

lip. ‘Have a filter, for the love of the Goddess,’ I thought. ‘Don’t let them push you

youngest of the elders by far it seemed. He had blue eyes and a full head of rich, gray hair. I locked eyes with him, a certain sense of understanding passed between us. I

Alpha King was the one who suggested

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