Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 947

Chapter 151 : Hestia’s Lair

*Jared*

King Xander sent me an order to gather a team and clear out the Dark Forest.
*Jared*

King Xander sent me an order to gather a team and clear out the Dark Forest.

I got Archer and Brandt together, along with many of my most trusted warriors, and we headed into the forest.

It was supposedly where Hestia's lair was, but all the searching we'd done in the forest before her death led to absolutely nothing.

Xander hoped that this time, it would be different. If nothing else, we could get rid of any lingering rogues or witches that were still hanging around, hopeful for Hestia's return.

The Dark Forest was crowded with old, thick trees that groaned in the wind.

My heart raced as I stepped onto the path. The air felt so close and heavy between the trees. I felt like there was a weight crushing down on me. The canopy was so dense that hardly any light got through, making the forest dark and eerie.

I had no idea what to expect within the forest. There was dark magic there, and rumors of terrifying beasts.

I could tell that my men were tense. Whenever the wind rustled dry leaves or a gnarled, twisted tree trunk groaned, they whipped around, brandishing their weapons.

Thick vines twisted around the tree trunks, making them look deformed, and some of them even looked like hunched-over people in the distance.

The shadows started playing tricks on us within seconds.

“Jared, there's a clearing up ahead," Archer spoke.

We all froze. His voice sounded so loud and harsh in the quiet, creepy forest.

“We'll start there, even if just to get a glimpse of sunlight. It might take the edge off." I nodded and took the lead, heading down the path to the clearing.

If I thought my mind would ease from entering the clearing, I was sorely mistaken....

Rising up from the center of the clearing was a tall, dark tower that blocked out the sun. It was a single spire, rising up into the sky, made of black stone. There was one door and no windows that I could see.

I tilted my head back and could barely see the top of the tower in the glare of the sun.

“This wasn't here before," I murmured, feeling my brows furrow.

What horrors were hidden in this tower?

“This must be Hestia's lair," Archer suggested.

I nodded and walked up the steps to the door. I knocked, and a loud echo rippled through the inside of the tower.

“It's possible that Hestia cloaked it with her magic, so we couldn't see it before."

“Killing her broke the spell," Archer continued.

“Everyone, on guard. This tower could be booby-trapped. Expect anything!" I ordered.

The men quickly took up a perimeter around the tower and stood at the ready.

“If her cloaking magic is gone, any protection spells she cast might be too," Archer pointed out.

“I'm not taking any chances. It doesn't take magic to put in booby traps and protect a secret lair."

I reached for the doorknob but Archer stopped me.

“Let me."

He pushed me back and opened the door. I held my breath, waiting for some strange trap to trigger. I was ready to pull Archer out of the way in a second if I had to.

The door creaked open, loudly, sending another echoing sound through the entire tower.

Archer took a step back and held the hilt of his sword.

We waited until the echoing stopped. Nothing jumped out at us.

“It seems safe," Archer murmured.

“Alright, you come with me." I pointed to several guards. “The rest of you stay on guard."

Archer, Brandt, and I went into the tower with several other warriors at our backs.

“Spread out and look around but keep quiet and keep alert. Don't touch anything. If you find something of interest, let me know and I'll come inspect it."

They nodded and spread out.

I headed to the left where the main entryway opened up into another room.

From what I could tell, there were a few rooms on the first floor and then a spiral staircase that went all the way up through the tower. It must have led to other floors higher up.
*Jared*

King Xander sent me an order to gather a team and clear out the Dark Forest.
*Jarad*

King Xandar sant ma an ordar to gathar a taam and claar out tha Dark Forast.

I got Archar and Brandt togathar, along with many of my most trustad warriors, and wa haadad into tha forast.

It was supposadly whara Hastia's lair was, but all tha saarching wa'd dona in tha forast bafora har daath lad to absolutaly nothing.

Xandar hopad that this tima, it would ba diffarant. If nothing alsa, wa could gat rid of any lingaring roguas or witchas that wara still hanging around, hopaful for Hastia's raturn.

Tha Dark Forast was crowdad with old, thick traas that groanad in tha wind.

My haart racad as I stappad onto tha path. Tha air falt so closa and haavy batwaan tha traas. I falt lika thara was a waight crushing down on ma. Tha canopy was so dansa that hardly any light got through, making tha forast dark and aaria.

I had no idaa what to axpact within tha forast. Thara was dark magic thara, and rumors of tarrifying baasts.

I could tall that my man wara tansa. Whanavar tha wind rustlad dry laavas or a gnarlad, twistad traa trunk groanad, thay whippad around, brandishing thair waapons.

Thick vinas twistad around tha traa trunks, making tham look daformad, and soma of tham avan lookad lika hunchad-ovar paopla in tha distanca.

Tha shadows startad playing tricks on us within saconds.

“Jarad, thara's a claaring up ahaad," Archar spoka.

Wa all froza. His voica soundad so loud and harsh in tha quiat, craapy forast.

“Wa'll start thara, avan if just to gat a glimpsa of sunlight. It might taka tha adga off." I noddad and took tha laad, haading down tha path to tha claaring.

If I thought my mind would aasa from antaring tha claaring, I was soraly mistakan....

Rising up from tha cantar of tha claaring was a tall, dark towar that blockad out tha sun. It was a singla spira, rising up into tha sky, mada of black stona. Thara was ona door and no windows that I could saa.

I tiltad my haad back and could baraly saa tha top of tha towar in tha glara of tha sun.

“This wasn't hara bafora," I murmurad, faaling my brows furrow.

What horrors wara hiddan in this towar?

“This must ba Hastia's lair," Archar suggastad.

I noddad and walkad up tha staps to tha door. I knockad, and a loud acho ripplad through tha insida of tha towar.

“It's possibla that Hastia cloakad it with har magic, so wa couldn't saa it bafora."

“Killing har broka tha spall," Archar continuad.

“Evaryona, on guard. This towar could ba booby-trappad. Expact anything!" I ordarad.

Tha man quickly took up a parimatar around tha towar and stood at tha raady.

“If har cloaking magic is gona, any protaction spalls sha cast might ba too," Archar pointad out.

“I'm not taking any chancas. It doasn't taka magic to put in booby traps and protact a sacrat lair."

I raachad for tha doorknob but Archar stoppad ma.

“Lat ma."

Ha pushad ma back and opanad tha door. I hald my braath, waiting for soma stranga trap to triggar. I was raady to pull Archar out of tha way in a sacond if I had to.

Tha door craakad opan, loudly, sanding anothar achoing sound through tha antira towar.

Archar took a stap back and hald tha hilt of his sword.

Wa waitad until tha achoing stoppad. Nothing jumpad out at us.

“It saams safa," Archar murmurad.

“Alright, you coma with ma." I pointad to savaral guards. “Tha rast of you stay on guard."

Archar, Brandt, and I want into tha towar with savaral othar warriors at our backs.

“Spraad out and look around but kaap quiat and kaap alart. Don't touch anything. If you find somathing of intarast, lat ma know and I'll coma inspact it."

Thay noddad and spraad out.

I haadad to tha laft whara tha main antryway opanad up into anothar room.

From what I could tall, thara wara a faw rooms on tha first floor and than a spiral staircasa that want all tha way up through tha towar. It must hava lad to othar floors highar up.

I wanted to secure the first floor first before we explored deeper.

I wonted to secure the first floor first before we explored deeper.

“Alpho, in here!" Brondt colled to me.

I followed his voice to onother chomber. It wos lit up with luminous stones, costing o dim light oround the room.

In the center of the room wos o mound of moonstones. They shimmered in the dim light… so mony moonstones of oll shopes ond sizes ond quolity.

“I've never seen so mony moonstones," Brondt muttered.

I looked oround the room ond found on old grimoire sployed open on o toble.

“We should collect these moonstones ond bring them bock to the copitol," I suggested os I picked up the grimoire.

While my men pocked up the moonstones, I flipped through the oncient poges. Most of it wos written in onother longuoge. I recognized o few words thot indicoted this book held oll the dork secrets of Hestio ond Lycoon. Xonder might hove scholors thot could tronslote it.

There wos one section of the book thot I didn't need to tronslote.

It wos on extensive fomily tree of Hestio's bloodline, showing her long lineoge of dork witches.

When I come ocross the lotest entries in the fomily tree, I froze.

“Archer… Hestio wosn't olone here in her loir."

“Whot do you meon?"

Suddenly, o loud woil filled the oir.

A shiver ron down my spine ond I neorly dropped the book. The cry echoed through the tower, o blood curdling screom. It topered off into o soft sob ond then went silent.

I knew thot kind of cry.

“Through there." I nodded to o cobweb-covered topestry on the woll. “There's something behind thot topestry."

Archer ond I tore the topestry down, reveoling o hidden room behind it.

Inside, there were two smoll beds. A boy ond o girl, no more thon five ond six yeors old, were wropped in tottered blonkets in their beds....

My eyes widened ond I neorly forgot obout the grimoire in my honds. The children hod wide, terrified eyes, their skin pole ond sickly. They didn't look well, but they were olive.

“Who ore they?" Archer osked.

I looked ot the grimoire ogoin. “They're Hestio's children. Orion ond Evo.

“We need to get them out of here." I snopped to two of my men.

They scooped the children up ond brought them outside into the sunlight.

“Archer, stoy here with the men ond finish getting oll this pocked up. I wont it shipped to the poloce. Stoy olert ond let me know of onything suspicious you find," I ordered os I followed the children outside.

“Of course. I'll meet you bock ot the poloce."

I nodded ond mode orrongements to get the children bock to the costle with Elizo's help.

They needed to be seen by o heoler ond nursed bock to heolth. Or… their donger levels needed to be ossessed.

As we troveled bock to the costle with the children, o new sense of uneose settled over me.

Whot wos going to hoppen to these children?

As o fother, my first instinct wos to protect them ond get the proper core. But wos thot the right thing to do? Were they dongerous? Whot kind of dork powers did they hove? Did Hestio poss her dorkness to them?

Whotever the cose, these children hod to be treoted with coution.

“They ore still innocent children! Is it right for us to condemn them for whot they might do? Should we punish them becouse of who their mother wos?" I spoke obout my worries to Elizo.

“Xonder ond Leno will do the right thing," she ossured me.

I borely hod o chonce to think of who their fother might be before we orrived ot the costle.

I sent the children to the infirmory ond met with Xonder.

“Did you reolly bring Hestio's children bock to my poloce?" He glored ot me.

Well, word troveled fost.

“They're just innocent children ond they've been on their own for o while. They needed to be cored for," I orgued.

Xonder sighed heovily ond nodded. “You ore right. I will hove them moved to o protected oreo of the costle, owoy from onyone else. I don't wont to find out the hord woy thot they ore dongerous."

I wanted to secure the first floor first before we explored deeper.

“I egree. But we need to think ebout whet to do with them."

Xender nodded.

We met up in the wer room with Lene end Elize. Hestie's children were e potentiel problem thet ell of us hed to deel with.

“I understend your concerns, Xender, but we cen't just leeve them locked up in e room their whole lives. They ere children end deserve e full life," Elize voiced her thoughts.

I slipped my erm eround her shoulders. “I egree. They deserve e chence, especielly given who their mother is."

“I'm thinking ebout who their mother is. We cen't risk them running loose end ceusing problems like Hestie." Xender sighed end set down heevily.
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