Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 321

Chapter 101: The Power of the Next White Queen

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“What the f*ck are you doing here?” I spat, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I locked eyes with Hayden. It had been years since I’d seen his face. He had healed well from the injuries we, the beach rats of Suntra, had given him, but I just see the long scar that ran along his jaw on the left side of his face where Keaton had taken liberties with his knife.

“Heard a rumor you were a big shot; thought I’d see so for myself.” Hayden rocked on heels, looking around. “Such wealth. How lucky of you to bag an Alpha’s daughter.”

I ground my teeth as I frantically mind linked with Keaton, giving him my location and telling him to bring Rob bie, and possibly Rowan, if Rowan’s attention could be spared. Ernest was too far gone with drink to be useful, unfor tunately. I felt the hair on my arms prickle to attention as Hay den’s dark stare studied my face, taking me in.

“You have no business here-”

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“Oh, but I do. When is Keaton getting here? I’d like to see him, that filthy bastard. It’s been too long.”

The door opened, and Keaton stepped inside, holding the door to allow a shocked-looking Robbie and a confused Rowan to step in behind him before he slammed the door shut and locked it.

knew I should’ ve f*cking killed you when I had the chance!” Keaton was red in the face, his eyes moving from Hayden to me.

‘Myla and Hanna are upstairs with Maeve and the boys,’ he said over the mind-link, tilting his head toward Hayden. ‘I’ m going to kill him, right here, right

“Who the hell is this guy?” Rowan asked sharply, picking up on the energy in the room, which was nothing more than an office space with a desk, sparse bookshelf, and chair.

Hayden smiled broadly, setting his gaze on Rowan. “Ah, the Alpha of Drogomor. Tasia has told me so much about you. Tell me, your mate is Hanna, correct? That absolute vixen that stood with you on stage?”

All of us stared at him, mouths agape.

“Did you just say Tasia?” Keaton ground out, his eyes flaming. I took a step away from Hayden so I was between Keaton and Robbie, and placed my hand on Keaton’s forearm. He was trembling.

“Of course, I know her. I work for her. Also, sleeping with her… but so is Carl, so it’s obviously not serious. Oh, and it’s consensual. I’m a changed man-” Hayden was interrupted by Keaton leaping forward, his fist slamming dead center in Hay den’s face.

All of us rushed to pull Keaton off of him, and Rowan looked at me helplessly, mouthing, “What the f*ck is going on?”

“Get off me!” Keaton screeched, his words a furious mur mur as Robbie’s massive hand came over his mouth.

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“This is Hayden Wells,” I panted, looking over at Rowan. “He killed Keaton’s little sister.”

“After he took her without her consent!” Robbie viciously added, his gaze locked on Hayden’s neck. It took a lot for Robbie to get angry and physical, but I could tell he was thinking about what it would feel like to snap the bastard’s neck.

“And got her pregnant,” Keaton added with a choking sadness, flexing his hand.

“Good Goddess,” Rowan breathed, looking around the room before settling his gaze on Hayden. “Should we just kill him?”

“Yes,” Keaton sneered, stepping forward, but Robbie and I caught him by the arms.

“Not-not yet,” I stammered, my heart racing.

“Tasia’s here, ain’t she?” Robbie said hoarsely, pulling Keaton back in line with the rest of us. Hayden reached up and touched his split lip, his teeth bloody as he smiled.

“She’s everywhere, but I’m sure your mate knows that, doesn’t she, Rowan?” He spit blood onto the carpet.

“Tasia is an enemy of the pack lands-” Rowan began, but fell silent as Hayden shook his head back and forth, laughing.

“Oh, is she? I heard no one talking about her during this fancy party. Not a single word about her. No one even said her name.”

“Where is she?” I shoved Keaton behind me. “What do you

know?”

“Nothing really. I just came to scope things out. My great -grandfather did as much, but didn’t get his hands on the girl like he was supposed to… that pretty piece, your wife.” Hay – den pointed at me, and I felt the same fury currently rippling through Keaton.

“Your great-grandfather?” I asked, trying to maintain my composure.

“Horace, of course. He’s dead.”

When was the last time I thought about Horace? He was incredibly old, and had battled with Romero in the tower dur ing the invasion. I wasn’t surprised he was dead.

Rowan was looking from Hayden to me, trying to make sense of our connection. I sucked in my breath, turning to Rowan, holding my hands out in surrender as I decided to ex plain, in detail, why we should have killed Hayden seven years ago.

“Hayden used to be part of our… gang. A crewman. A use less one, but we thought he didn’t have a family. He uh… lied, obviously. There weren’t women or girls in our crew. The fe male orphans formed their own groups around the islands. It was safer that way, for all of us. Keaton’s sister… her name was Michelle… she was the only girl we allowed in our crew. And Hayden… we mentioned what happened to her.”

Keaton spit on the floor, the substance landing just in front of Hayden.

“What did you do when it happened?” Rowan asked.

I felt the tension in the room starting to lessen, our com munal adrenaline and hatred ebbing as I shook my head, thinking back on that day.

“Which part?” Keaton hissed.

“We beat the living hell out of him, and sent him off in a rowboat,” I said, glancing at Keaton.

“Why not just kill him?”

“Because Michelle didn’t want us to be tortured and exe cuted by Damian’s warriors,” I answered, closing my eyes against the memory of the seventeen-year-old girl with thick golden hair. Michelle had only been a year younger than me when she died, and only a few years younger than Keaton. Keaton had raised her since she was a year old, when he was just a child himself.

“He slit her f*cking throat,” Keaton’s voice was a strained

cry.

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I felt myself on the edge of tears.

“Why?” Rowan asked Hayden.

Hayden shrugged. “I didn’t want to be a dad to some sea scum’s baby-”

Keaton lost all control. He had Hayden on the floor in an instant, smashing his head against the wall. None of us moved to stop him this time. Even Rowan had his hands. balled into fists, his eyes glossing over with the fury we now all shared.

Whatever this was, was justified.

“If you kill me, you’ll never find Tasia before it’s too late. And Carl. He’s-he’s almost worse than-” Hayden’s eyes rolled back in his head.

I stepped forward, placing my hand on Keaton’s shoulder. “Stop,” I whispered, the word disobeying what I actually want ed him to do.