Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 327

Chapter 107 : The White-Haired Girl

Maeve

The tunnel system snaked beneath the forest floor on the outskirts of the castle grounds. Most of it was caved in, which is likely how it had stayed hidden for so long. The forest was vast, and even with warriors lining the perimeter of the castle grounds, I felt utterly hidden from the outside world.

We‘d followed Carl through the forest for at least a mile. A rocky hill sprouted from the forest floor, strange, gnarled trees growing out of the pockets of earth between the mas sive, cracked boulders. The earth dropped down as we neared the hill, and the landscape looked as though some kind of ex plosion had happened there, long ago now. Grass and moss blanketed the area’s scars.

“The men will wake soon,” said a red-eyed man behind us.

| sucked in my breath. Rogues. Rogues with their piercing, red eyes. My mom had told me stories of them.

One of them having been my own father, at one point in time.

What were the Rogues doing mingling with the likes of Tasia?

“Find somewhere to set them down. Hayden will deal with them. Bind their hands and legs, though.” Carl motioned for Hanna and me to stop then walked forward. There was a dark ened gap between two boulders, and as he approached, an

other man came out of the darkness, holding a lantern. Carl furned to look at us, at me.

“After you,” he said, bowing his head as he motioned us forward into the remains of the tunnel below.

It was cold and damp. I could smell nothing but sulfur and wondered how long these people had been hiding in the tun nel’s depths.

Worst of all, I found it impossible to mind-link, even with my close proximity to the castle’s inhabitants, which was likely only a few miles away.

I found the reason for this almost immediately as Hanna and I followed Carl into the depths of the long-forgotten tun nels. Lanterns had been hung along the walls by long, rusted nails.

And dangling from the lanterns were raw, red stones, the same stone that lined the valley where Dianny had been nes tled.

| swallowed hard, remembering how Una ‘had told me about the significance of the stone, how it prevented the powers of the wolf from taking over. We hadn’t been able to mind-link there.

“Shit,” I mumbled, glancing at Hanna.

She was looking straight ahead, unblinking. Had Tasia brought them here? She must have. It was the only explana tion.

old wooden door that was hanging off its hinges. Inside,

circular room of sorts with a shallow ceiling. I felt a ripple of unease as Carl failed to follow us

said softly,

involvement in Damian’s plot surprised you, Princess. I’m thankful I have the opportunity to explain.” A familiar voice echoed from

was shocked by her appearance.

short and so close to her scalp that the curls were

shown be hind her gray eyes

you always on his side?” I asked, the words

at her

to him… shortly after you left Dianny for the pass. Days, it was. Carl and

in the dream realm. He is older, and came into his

did,” Hanna said shortly, “that’s all the Lycennians care about.

that you do, you must realize that. Your father comes from nothing, not even royal blood. His wolf is aver age, at best. Your siblings are average. Your sister doesn’t possess a single drop of Lycaon’s gifts. Why you,

I

Lycennian’s have been searching for, for centuries. A defector stole it from them before traveling to Winter Forest, where he stole Mor righan’s half of the moonstone, the half belonging to the White Queen. But in his haste to free the stone from the stat ue of the Goddess, the map fell from his pocket, or so the

had

breathed, and

explorer at the time who had ventured south of the Isles and returned to the pack lands in one piece. An an cestor of Romero, and of Troy. The map was believed

hour before all hell broke loose and

the tomb was their goal. They knew it was the dawn of the prophecy when Rosalie harnessed the power of the Moonlight Lily. That’s when it all began, you see. Out of the shadows they came, pretending to be a new, eastern pack to gain access to the conventional world in which you live. They spied on Winter Forest, witnessing your brother, Hanna, fall from the tree.

at Hanna, noticing her eyes

what does

to tell her, Hanna, or should I?” Tasia paced, tucking her hands behind her

looked down

I didn’t mean to hurt him. I still don’t

Tasia laughed, shaking her head. “You have no idea what you can do,

That’s why-”

to fall from the tree?” | whis pered, unable

was being mean to you. Teasing

to Tasia, reaching out

her

At least you’ll

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