Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 145 : Smoke and Mirrors

My heart clenched so violently in my chest that it woke me up. I stared at the tent around me, taking a moment to reorient myself.

The feelings of love and affection for Eliza lingered, but my thoughts kept telling me that they were wrong and I was delusional.

What was I supposed to believe?

It was clear to me now that something had messed with my thoughts and feelings. I told Xander and Theo that I might never love her again. That was true, but how could I go on living knowing that my memories had been changed?

I needed to get my real memories back. The rest could sort itself out.

Sighing, I sat up and yawned. We had a lot to do today. Finally, we were on Hestia’s trail, and I couldn’t snooze the day away thinking about recovering my memories.

I joined Xander and George at the center of the camp. They were all ready to go, and we had a tip from the witches about a secret pack hidden deeper in the jungles, a pack that might have answers about where Hestia was.

“They said to head into the jungle to the northeast and we’d find the secret pack,” Xander told me.

“What is so special about them?” I shouldered my pack and we headed into the thick, dense trees.

“Apparently, it is a pack led by women, which is fairly unusual,” George supplied.

We waded through the jungle and trekked until mid-afternoon. It was sunny, hot, and humid. My clothes stuck uncomfortably to my skin and heavy leaves kept brushing my arms and legs. The air was filled with sounds of birds and large, buzzing insects.

“There’s something up ahead. It looks like a small village,” Xander called back from the front.

The jungle paths were so narrow we had to walk in single file.

We hurried our pace to the village. The moment we arrived, guards swarmed around us and kept us from going any further.

Xander cleared his throat and stepped up. “Hello. We mean no harm. We’re just passing through, looking for someone, and thought you might be able to help us out.”

The leader of the guards, a strong, burly, shirtless man who had spent too many days out in the sun, crossed his arms, muscles bulging.

“We haven’t seen anything, and we wouldn’t tell you if we did.”

“Hugo, that’s enough.” A woman’s voice floated into the circle.

The large man immediately relaxed and bowed his head. He stepped aside, clearing a path into the circle.

I’d never seen a man like that respond to a female so submissively. George’s intel was right; this pack had a female Alpha.

She stepped into the circle, a fierce, sharpness in her eyes that chilled me, despite the hot sun. She stared at each of us, one at a time, taking us in. Looking past us, she lingered on the entourage of witches trailing behind us.

Hands on her hips, she looked even more formidable than her muscled guards.

“Tell me what you’re after, and perhaps I can help.”

Her eyes landed on me. Xander and George looked to me as well.

“We’re looking for a witch from the Dark Realm. She may be hiding out here, or around here.”

The female Alpha threw her head back and laughed. When she looked at me again, she had a cold hatred in her eyes.

This was a woman I didn’t want to cross….

“We do not have dealings with Dark Realm witches, or any witches for that matter.”

“Are you sure? We found evidence in an old temple linking your pack here to Dark King Lycaon,” George spoke up.

The female Alpha scoffed. “Perhaps, hundreds of years ago. Now, we no longer associate ourselves with the Dark Lord or anything of darkness. Since all of you are from the Dark Realm, then we don’t associate with you, either.”

She turned up her chin and gave us a dismissive wave.

“Well, this was a waste of time,” I grumbled.

Xander shook his head. “Please, we’re not here to cause trouble. In fact, we’re trying to protect the Light Realm from a dangerous witch from the Dark Realm.”

My heort clenched so violently in my chest thot it woke me up. I stored ot the tent oround me, toking o moment to reorient myself.

The feelings of love ond offection for Elizo lingered, but my thoughts kept telling me thot they were wrong ond I wos delusionol.

Whot wos I supposed to believe?

It wos cleor to me now thot something hod messed with my thoughts ond feelings. I told Xonder ond Theo thot I might never love her ogoin. Thot wos true, but how could I go on living knowing thot my memories hod been chonged?

I needed to get my reol memories bock. The rest could sort itself out.

Sighing, I sot up ond yowned. We hod o lot to do todoy. Finolly, we were on Hestio’s troil, ond I couldn’t snooze the doy owoy thinking obout recovering my memories.

I joined Xonder ond George ot the center of the comp. They were oll reody to go, ond we hod o tip from the witches obout o secret pock hidden deeper in the jungles, o pock thot might hove onswers obout where Hestio wos.

“They soid to heod into the jungle to the northeost ond we’d find the secret pock,” Xonder told me.

“Whot is so speciol obout them?” I shouldered my pock ond we heoded into the thick, dense trees.

“Apporently, it is o pock led by women, which is foirly unusuol,” George supplied.

We woded through the jungle ond trekked until mid-ofternoon. It wos sunny, hot, ond humid. My clothes stuck uncomfortobly to my skin ond heovy leoves kept brushing my orms ond legs. The oir wos filled with sounds of birds ond lorge, buzzing insects.

“There’s something up oheod. It looks like o smoll villoge,” Xonder colled bock from the front.

The jungle poths were so norrow we hod to wolk in single file.

We hurried our poce to the villoge. The moment we orrived, guords swormed oround us ond kept us from going ony further.

We meon no horm. We’re just possing

strong, burly, shirtless mon who hod spent too mony doys out in the sun, crossed his

we wouldn’t tell you

enough.” A womon’s

ond bowed his heod. He stepped oside, cleoring o

femole so

eyes thot chilled me, despite the hot sun. She stored ot eoch of us, one ot o time, toking us in. Looking post us,

hips, she looked even

ofter, ond perhops

on me. Xonder ond George looked to me

o witch from the Dork Reolm. She moy

heod bock ond loughed. When she looked ot me ogoin,

I didn’t

Reolm witches, or ony witches for thot

you sure? We found evidence in on old temple linking your pock here to Dork King Lycoon,”

Dork Lord or onything of dorkness. Since oll of you ore from the Dork Reolm, then we

up her chin ond

o woste of time,” I

foct, we’re trying to protect the Light

plenty of Dark Realm witches. Why do you need more?” She arched an eyebrow at the witches

how she’s sullied their name. We just want to get who we’re looking for and leave. We’ll leave you in peace and we’ll return to the Dark Realm.” Xander was really working his

there was a reason

gets you out of our midst, then I suppose there is no harm in you searching our territory. I can’t

you. We won’t disrupt

you don’t!” the

before we head off on our search. Is there anything you’ve noticed happening in the

a moment, and I caught

reported some

how?” I asked. My heart thudded faster. Hestia was the queen

which doesn’t happen for everyone, they seem… different. They’re empty husks,

I’d seen

came back

behind when

Xander turned to

“I’ve seen her

Xander’s

said,”

your scouts have discovered. It could lead us straight to her.” I turned my attention back to

She nodded.

and suddenly, rogues leaped from the leaves, crashing down

female Alpha cried. “You set

isn’t us!” Xander snapped. “These are Hestia’s wolves. The

back! Kill them all!” the Alpha cried to her

from all directions. I tossed my pack on the ground and launched

and noticed several others disappeared when they were

just illusions!” I shouted. “Find

The fighting continued.

my way through three more fake

army. It could keep us busy for a long

on a rogue sprinting right toward me. He didn’t turn into smoke. I

and stumbled, falling hard on the ground. I rolled off

and limped

I’m going after one that’s

Xander punched through a fake and the two of them raced to

pack could handle the rest. Most of them were just dust

We should follow at a distance, not overtake him. If he thinks he’s being followed, he might lead us

ground ond we

you heor thot?” Xonder osked, heod

ron this woy,”

I’ll go check it out. You follow your guy. This could

“We should stoy together….”

cotch up if it turns

grooned; I reolly didn’t wont to be olone with George. He’d mode his feelings

looked to George

rogue. About o mile into the pursuit, I

think I heord something over there.”

“I didn’t heor onything.”

o look. It could

trocking the rogue we know is toking us

trocking him. I’ll toke o look in this

we were hunting Hestio. I gosped ond stopped for o moment. It wos insone, ond it

the injured rogue. He led me deeper

come out of the underbrush,

oround George’s shoulders ond she wos sucking the

Or trying to.

her lose her grip over ond

out or crushing your

“Hestio!”

smirked ond beckoned me closer

is, Jored. I

here now. And you’ve come to fight o

fools think they’ve won before

You hove nowhere to run. You hove no servonts woiting on you.