Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 686

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 686

Chapter 33 : I’ve Been Waiting for Ten Years

*Soren*

As much as I wanted to see what was in the box, I had a feeling Mila would prefer to look it over on her own. Besides, I caught a familiar scent and I had something important to check up on.

The door to my room clicked shut and I saw Thomas lounging casually, leaning against the wall outside my room.

“Thomas, it is good to see you.” I grinned and helped my hand out.

Thomas smirked and ignored my hand. He pulled me in for a quick hug.

“Don’t be so formal, Soren, we’ve known each other too long for that,” Thomas teased.

I rolled my eyes and gave him a one-armed hug.

“It is rare that you reach out to me these days,” Thomas said. “Regarding that thing you asked me to look–”

I held up a hand and shook my head, silencing him.

“Did you book a room?”

“Of course.”

“We’ll talk there,” I said.

“What’s wrong with your room?” Thomas asked, nodding to the door behind me.

I thought of Mila in my room, eagerly reading through the journal and looking over the items in the box.

“It is occupied,” I grumbled.

Thomas grinned and nodded. “Ahh, I see.” He chuckled and clapped a hand on my shoulder.

“Let’s just go to your room,” I insisted.

Thomas nodded and led the way. He switched to the mindlink as we walked. Since he was the only person here from my old pack, we could still use the mindlink.

‘I looked into that woman, Helen, like you asked. She’s a witch, did you know?” Thomas asked.

‘I just found out but I did suspect,’ I admitted through the mindlink.

We got to Thomas’s room and he shut and locked the door. In the corner, there was an old stereo and he put on some music. Soft enough so we could talk freely but loud enough to keep anyone else from listening in.

“Well, she disappeared many years ago and people of Miltern were forbidden from mentioning her,” Thomas informed me.

I stroked my chin and nodded. “Perhaps that’s why April couldn’t bring her up until Mila did.”

“What was that?” Thomas asked.

I shook my head. “Just thinking aloud. Tell me what you know.”

“There is a lot of secrecy around Helen and Miltern. I couldn’t find out the details but this fog that hangs around, it has something to do with Helen,” he reported. “People don’t seem to think she caused the fog but they do think it is related to her.”

“Related to something she did or someone she crossed…” I muttered.

“Perhaps. There are rumors that she pissed off Norwind pack. They might have retaliated. I can dig deeper into it if you’d like,” Thomas offered.

Absently, I nodded.

We needed to know more about Helen. She was the key to all of this. Somehow, she was related to Mila. Whether that was a blood relation or just because they were witches… I didn’t know. Given Helen’s age, and Payne’s report of her being wanted when he was a child, it was possible that Helen had a daughter.

Could Mila be that daughter?

It would explain why Mila dreamt about her and why Mila could do magic. She could be a lot more closely related to a witch than I initially guessed. She wouldn’t just be a descendant of powerful witches from hundreds of years ago. She’d have a strong, active witch bloodline.

I glanced at Thomas. “Does Helen have a daughter?

Thomas creased his brow. Slowly, he shook his head.

“No.”

“You’re sure?” I pressed.

“I’m more than sure. She was always alone, living in hidden and dark places. There’s no record or rumor of her having a mate or a family. No one knows who her relatives are or were. It’s like she’s a ghost.”

“That’s… unfortunate.”

“I will continue to look into Helen and investigate her family ties. But Soren, there is something more pressing we need to discuss,” Thomas told me.

I arched an eyebrow at him, pushing thoughts of Mila and Helen away. Thomas sounded serious, almost a little nervous, and that was never good.

“What is it?” I asked urgently.

Thomas licked his lips. “I’ve heard that there are several packs gearing up to search for something. A lost artifact that has been missing for more than a decade,” he said.

I narrowed my eyes and stroked my chin.

Lost artifacts were usually lost for a reason. Usually, when a pack ‘got wind’ of one and went after it, it was a wild goose chase. But if multiple packs were getting ready to search, someone had a solid lead.

“Good. They can kill each other off fighting over it,” I scoffed.

“Soren, be serious! You know that lost artifacts are lost because someone hid them, and usually for a good reason. I’ve heard about the rumored power of this artifact and it…” Thomas sighed, his shoulders sagging.

“What about it?” I demanded, beckoning him with my hand.

“Some say that it can raise the dead. Others say it can kill without a trace. And others say that it can do both.”

I chuckled and shook my head.

“That’s just embellishment,” I insisted.

“Maybe, maybe not. We don’t know the full powers of any pack artifact, least of all one that has been missing for over a decade,” Thomas pointed out. “Now, like all artifacts, it can only be used by the alpha blood of the pack it belongs to.”