Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel 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.

“I think I owe Troy an apology next,” he smiled, taking a long swig of his scotch.

“Troy? Why?”

“For putting up with you. I didn’t think anyone would be up for the job.”

I scowled, leaning back against the couch cushions.

“I’m kidding,” he said after a moment, “I only meant that… it would have taken a certain type of man to deserve you,

Maeve. I didn’t think one existed.”

“I bet you didn’t think it would be your arch nemesis’s son, either. Did you?”

His eyes darkened for a split second. He drained his scotch, then shook his head.

“Call it karma for all my past transgressions.”

Thuffed, smiling to myself.

“I leave in the morning with your mother, Georgia, and Talon. Ernest and Gemma too-*

“I know. We catch the nine o’clock train to the Port of Val oria. We set sail close to sundown, I believe.”

A silence passed between us. The time had come after many weeks. I had already left my family once, but this felt so much more final.

“I’ll come to visit,” I said, trying to smile to stop myself from crying. “Troy says autumn is a terrible time to be in the Isles…. Hurricanes, can you believe it?”

“You’ll be just in time to see the last of the fireweed blooms if you come in early August,” he said soberly, a flash of sadness in his eyes.

“And you and mom can visit every winter, in January… when it’s negative thirty and windy everyday.”

“We will. I promise you.”

I looked at him, searching his face, seeing 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 future children.

I realized, selfishly and for the first time, how big of a change this was for my own parents.

Trose from the couch and went to him, sitting down next to him. I exhaled deeply, then leaned into him as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

“Well, we’re building a house just 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 and Ernest will

| patted Charlie on the back as I walked around the room, stopping to talk to Pete for a moment. He was planning to stay in Mirage for a while with Kacidra. They were getting mar ried next summer, when his mother could join them in Valoria. He no doubt thought he was the luckiest man alive, and I could see the joy in his eyes when he glanced over at Kacidra, who was talking with Georgia and Vicky.