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The Alpha King's Breeder Scheming
KalebSilas’s manor center rests high above the sprawling, gold-washed city. In the distance, through the glare of evening lights, I can see the castle and the shadow of the wall around the Glade behind it. I had no reason to come here tonight other than Silas insisted, and Chessie and Lexa backed him up. I have no idea where the women are as it stands, but they’re safe here, even in the latest hours of the night. Lexa not being tucked at my side still makes me uneasy, however.Silas shrugs out of his cloak and drapes it lazily over an armchair bedecked with red and white embroidery. Everything about his manor screams luxury–the born kind. Our mother was a wealthy heiress of one of the king’s advisors. His father was a lord from one of the ancient high fae families with ties to the royal family in some way, shape, or form. I’ve ignored the details for as long as I can. Silas is as good as a prince with coffers to show for it.“Drink?”“Yeah,” I murmur, turning from the window to face
The Alpha King's Breeder Fork You
Lexa“Stay close,” Kaleb whispers sternly over the top of my head as we follow a set of fae guards through the bowels of the castle. “It’s not like I can go anywhere,” I reply under my breath, trying to wrench my arm free of his iron-like grip. He hasn’t let go of me since the moment Lis and I stepped out of his house and met him in the courtyard, where, unfortunately, the man had effectively stolen my breath away. His hair is loose, falling just shoulder-length and brushed back. Instead of grubby, coarse fabrics, he’s wearing a finely made suit that fits his body like a glove and makes him look like a man I’d find in Maeve’s castle–royalty. It sent a jolt through my system, to say the least, and after the slightly open moment we’d shared in the sparring ring today, I can only assume that the look on his face when he’d seen me had him feeling the exact same way. Shock.The thin, almost satin-like fabric of my dress ripples over my body, every curve and muscled angle on display. Tw
The Alpha King's Breeder The Champion
LexaDays pass in a blur of pain, hunger, and little sleep. From the moment the stars begin to fade in the sky to the second the moon rises over the Glade, I’m in the sparring ring. Kaleb is always there, always watching, always discerning every movement in a cutting silence that I believe made it possible for me to dissociate my feelings, worries, and outright concern over my situation and the welfare of my friends and the task at hand. I can’t get out of this. There is nothing I can do to change my circumstances. “Again,” Kaleb says with no emotion, his tone dry and heavy as it bounces through the ring, off every curve of rusted metal. I throw the spear. Again and again, until my shoulder aches, and I have to switch sides. I’m right handed, but he has me practicing on the left side as well, just as often, in the event I… lose my arm. “Again,” he bellows. I send the spear tearing through the hot, sticky air. It pierces through the abdomen of the practice dummy in the center of t
The Alpha King's Breeder Brother of Mine
LexaThe pack house of the Glade is remarkably similar to the ones in Silverhide and Endova. It’s a single wide, airy room with multiple entrances to the outside world but no windows. Long tables stretch in its center, but smaller tables and wobbly stools meant for moving around are scattered throughout the space. There’s a kitchen in the back–crude, however, with not much more than a few work tables and a wood-fired stove for cooking. But it’s the storeroom off the kitchen that takes my breath away, and not for the reason it should have. It’s nearly empty. Bags of flour, oats, and rice are depleted to near critical levels–barely enough to feed a single family. Dried, smoked meat hangs from hooks on the ceiling, scrapped down to the bone. I step out of the way as another set of fae–servants, I believe–step past me carrying bags of what smells like grain. They keep stacking and stacking but barely make a dent in what’s needed, and some of the ice guarding my heart melts at the sight o
The Alpha King's Breeder Word From a Friend
KalebThe night sky melts into shades of orange and red as the first pyres are lit. Small crowds gather to throw flowers, coins, and other personal tokens into the crackling flames and smoke, which paint the sky a deep, rolling black, swallowing the stars. I stand in the shadow of the space between two buildings, my arms crossed, my skin already prickling with the heat fanning off the funeral fires. The flames will burn all night. It’ll take a massive amount of energy to burn through four-hundred bodies, but by morning, only ashes and flickering embers will remain, and the souls of those we lost to the fae and their twisted games will have been released into the world that waits for all mortals. I’m not sure I’m going there, to be honest. I’ll meet every fae king, their lords, and their warriors who allow this to happen at the gates of hell, and that’s a promise. A smooth, graceful shadow melds with mine as robes carrying the perfumed scent of roses and camphor swish to a stop besi
The Alpha King's Breeder Secrets of the Glade
LexaMy heart skips a beat, then another, as Kaleb releases his grip on my arm. His dark, wavy hair is tied back, but rogue strands fall around his chiseled face. Everything about Kaleb is masculine. His height–several inches taller than me–tall enough that he has to look down at me–catches me off guard, as well as the way he moves with a predators grace–light on his feet but with determination in every step, muscles flexed, the fabric of his torn shirt rippling down his middle. I think he’s about to cage me against the rough metal wall of the sparring ring, but he steps past me, reaching for a long, wooden spear, and fists it, turning gracefully with the weapon in his hand, like it’s his toy of choice. “You’re going to learn to use these.”“Why?”“Because you won’t just be fighting men in the Trials.” He whips the spear around and pins the point in the dirt with practiced grace, leaning his weight against it. “You’ll be up against much worse than men.”“There’s nothing worse than m
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