Todos los capítulos de The Alpha King’s human breeder : Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

Five's POVGreywater wasn't demolished.It had been buried.We saw it from the ridge at midday: a long low scar in the earth where the ground had been cut away and roofed over with sheets of corroded metal, grass and rubble heaped on top until the whole structure looked like part of the hillside. Only the vents gave it away, thin chimneys breathing out warm air in a landscape that had none to spare."No patrols," Theron murmured, lowering the field glass."No patrols is the invitation," my voice was filled with suspicion.Lucien said nothing. His eyes were on the single door at the base of the slope, wide open.We went in anyway.The entrance corridor was clean.That was what frightened me. The air smelled of antiseptic, and the floor had been scrubbed recently. Red-dotted cameras sat in every corner, and every one of them was dark."They're off," Marek whispered."They've been turned off for us," Lucien's voice was cold.We kept moving, our steps quiet and cautions. The corridor br

Five's POV“Rebecca mentioned the offer you had once made to her,” Fenn said, raising his two hands in the air as Theron approached him. I watched, my heart still struggling to steady. “I have an offer to make.” Lucien moved. One minute he was standing close to me, the next minute he was slamming Fenn against the wall. I heard a sickening crack, and didn’t bother confirming if it was the walk behind, or if it was Fenn.“Who said you were in a position to make offers?” Lucien snarled. Fifty trembled in my hands, Lucien’s aura getting to her. “Your majesty,” Fenn croaked, his nails clawing at Lucien’s hand around his throat, “I have something for you.”Lucien didn’t budge.“The human would need it!” That caught Lucien’s attention. He let go of the man. Fenn collapsed on the floor, taking in deep, greedy breaths.“Talk.”"The east wing," Fenn gasped. "The last door. You will want to see it. It is the only reason this building still stands."I exchanged glances with Lucien. “W

Seven's POVI heard the vehicles before I saw them.I had been at the east gate since noon, which I told myself was coincidence. I wasn't worried sick at all. I had a broom. I had a reason. The reason had grown thinner with every hour.Two transports rolled through just past dusk, dust-grey and silent, and the gate guards straightened the way they did when the King returned.The first door opened. Theron stepped out.And my heart did the stupid thing it usually did when I saw him. He looked at me across the courtyard, one second, no more, and the corner of his mouth moved. Then he turned to haul a bound man in a grey coat from the second vehicle. He was a facility official. I had seen him at the festival. His hands were tied, his chin was up, and the guards took him past me without a word.I didn't care about the facility official.I kept looking, searching, my heart pounding in my chest. The back door opened, and Five climbed out in the King's coat, dusty, hollow-eyed, alive.And

Seven’s POVEverything had settled back into its usual routine.Fifty was in our room resting, Five was somewhere in the citadel playing house with the king — or doing chores.While I was here.Theron’s quarters were smaller than I expected.I wasn’t sure what I’d expected, exactly. Maybe something grander, considering his position. A Beta’s rooms should have been more impressive than this, shouldn’t they? Or maybe I had spent too much time imagining what life was like for people who weren’t confined to the same handful of rooms and corridors.Whatever the reason, his quarters were disappointingly ordinary.A narrow bed made with military precision stood against one wall. His desk was buried under reports, a lamp, and a collection of papers arranged in piles that looked suspiciously like they would collapse if I breathed too hard near them. There was a single shelf of books, most of them thick enough to be used as weapons, and a window that looked out over the training yard.Nothing

Seven's POVI was in the garden when a hand wrapped around my upper arm and pulled me up.I didn't need to turn. Cedar and ink."Beta Theron," I started, keeping my eyes on the soil I'd been kneeling in. "People are watching.""Then walk with me," he demanded, his voice low. "Or I carry you."I walked.He didn't speak until we were behind the old tool shed at the garden's edge, where the wall met the overgrowth and no window could see. He released my arm and turned me to face him, and I got my first good look at his expression.He was furious.Not the cold, contained fury I had watched him use on soldiers. This was something hotter that he was clearly losing the battle to hide."Corinne found me an hour ago," he started, the ice in his voice. "She threw a vase at my head.""Did she hit you?""She has terrible aim." His jaw flexed. "She told me I was occupied with another she-wolf. That a servant in my quarters had informed her so."I lifted my chin. "I said you were busy.""Seven.""