Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 336

Chapter 116: Are We Missing Something?

Maeve

The castle was buzzing with activity. Dinner had been served buffet style, and everyone was congregating in the for mal dining hall where the ball had taken place.

But I found myself in the library, which was quiet and emptý, save for my dad.

He was standing in front of one of the windows, a dram of scotch in his hand. He looked meditative, but his brow was furrowed.

“Hey,” I said, closing the door behind me. “You wanted to talk to me?”

He turned from the window, nodding, and motioned for me to sit. I felt a sudden wave of unease, wondering if I was in trouble for something.

“I just wanted… I just wanted to say I’m sorry, Maeve-”

“For what? What could you possibly be sorry for?” | was dumbfounded, but I could tell something was troubling him greatly.

He sat down on one of the couches in front of the hearth and sighed, bringing the scotch to his lips before thinking bet ter of it. He lowered his glass as I sat on the opposite couch.

“Is this about the moonstones? Dad, you couldn’t have known-”

“I knew enough to not send you to Valoria in the first place.”

“When I came to live with Ernest?”

“Yes,” he lowered his gaze, swirling the scotch in his glass. “It was wrong of me to put that kind of expectation on you-”

“I wanted to do it. You didn’t have to convince me-”

“I should have handled the situation without involving you. I should have put Rowan in Ernest’s place. It wasn’t your re sponsibility to carry the weight of our family’ s obligations, Maeve. It was mine.”

“Dad-”

He looked up at me through his lashes, the fire in the hearth reflecting off his irises. He looked very young at that moment, and for a second I caught a glimpse of what Mom must have seen when she was my age, just getting to know my Dad for the first time.

I couldn’t imagine. Even their stories of that time couldn’t explain the full scope of what it must have been like for them.

I was in love, and able to show it. Troy and I fit together like a puzzle piece. We had always been able to communicate clearly and efficiently, and I didn’t realize that until trying to navigate my relationship with my father.

Dad was an enigma, totally and utterly impossible to read.

“I accept your apology,” I said, even though it felt like a lie. I had no reason to accept an apology from him. He had done nothing wrong. He only felt like he had. “I’m sorry too. For causing you so much stress.”

  • He looked at me blankly for a moment, then snorted with mirth, shaking his head.

he smiled, taking a

“Troy? Why?”

putting up with you. I didn’t think anyone would be

back

said after a moment, “I only meant that… it would have

I didn’t think one

think it would be your

split second. He

for

Thuffed, smiling to myself.

in the morning with your mother, Georgia, and Talon.

nine o’clock train to the Port

many weeks. I had already left my family once,

smile to stop myself from crying. “Troy says autumn is a terrible time to be in the Isles…. Hurricanes, can you believe

just in time to see the last of the fireweed blooms if you come

and mom can visit every winter, in January…

I promise

lines of fatigue and of surrender. I was going away for good this time, starting a life of my own, on my own terms. Rowan was the new Alpha of Drogomor and would be living here now with Hanna and his

how big

went to him, sitting down next to him. I exhaled deeply,

you,

could hear the smile in his

“Thanks, Dad.”

outside of the village. Something small and cozy, you know, maybe a bit smaller than what Rosalie and Ethan have. But, I think we need to plan for at least four bedrooms because, well, Gemma

playroom at our house too-” Georgia was chattering away, her eyes alight with excitement as she spilled her

of the drama of the last several weeks,

their daughters in the morning, taking the same train as Troy and I. We’d be riding to the port together, but they would immediately board a ferry

twirled in a circle, keeping in rhythm with the piano. Mom was playing something upbeat and happy, and it lightened the somber mood significantly, giving our

Troy was walking around with Will in his arms, the boy fast asleep, while Dad had Oliver, of course, resting against his chest as he sat in a high-backed chair

around, remembering how quiet and lonely the castle had once been, back when it was only me, Ernest, and Gemma in

the small de tails I had missed. They had been in love from the beginning, and I was so thankful

thank the Goddess for

getting mar ried next summer, when his mother could join them in Valoria. He no doubt thought he was the luckiest man

when a warrior hurried into the room, his face pale and his eyes searching for Dad. He found him, and walked between the group congregated in the center of the dining room without saying a word. He walked right

undergoing an in

and she took her hands from the piano keys, looking at Dad with a

his face.

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