Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 94: Never Again

‘Ciana* After Warren left me to go back, I ran through the garden to get away from the stage. Instead of

running away, I knew I needed to help. Warren and Theo were in danger!

The only other person that cared about them both was Maggie. If anyone could stop this, it was her.

I found Maggie in her room. She looked much better than she had before the play. I guess she really

did feel a lot happier after seeing the performance. What a difference being in good spirits could make.

“Maggie! Please help! You have to stop them,” I panted out the moment she looked up at me.

Maggie creased her brow. She rose from her bed and grabbed the footboard, steadying herself. She

was still pretty weak. Suddenly, she started to cough, and was barely able to catch her breath.

I saw a pitcher of water next to her bed and I went over, poured her a glass and handed it to her. She

smiled in thanks and took a few sips, which seemed to soothe whatever was bothering her.

‘Please, tell me what happened?” she urged after she was finally able to talk, her eyes lit up with

confusion.

“Warren and Theo are in danger,” I blurted out, getting straight to the point.

The glass I just handed her trembled and slipped from her fingers, smashing on the floor. I grabbed

Maggie’s arm to pull her away from the shards before they cut her bare feet.

“Warren and… did you say Theo?” she asked, creasing her brow.

“No time to explain much but Tallis is Theo. Demarco is working with Luther to try to capture them both.

You’re the only one who could help… to persuade Demarco. Please help!” I begged, tightening my

hand on her wrist.

Maggie’s brow creased deeper, like she was processing the few details I gave her. “Right, let’s go,” she

said with a nod.

I looped my arm through hers for support and I hurried back to the stage area, as fast as I could.

Maggie had a little trouble keeping up and I didn’t want to make her worse by rushing her.

When we arrived, I stopped dead and stared, gasping. Beside me, Maggie sucked in a sharp breath

and I felt her arm quiver In mine.

Theo was in wolf form, bearing down on Demarco. Maggie’ s husband wouldn’ t last much longer

against him. He looked beaten and bruised, and I was pretty sure his hind leg was broken.

A few dozen wolf bodies lay scattered on the ground, dead. Their eyes were frozen in the last emotion

they’d ever felt, and a lot of them reflected absolute, chilling terror.

I felt ice sliding down my spine, paralyzed by what I was seeing.

“That’ s… is that really… Theo? ” Maggie whispered small, surprised, and seemingly frightened voice.

“Yes, that is Theo, I promise,’ I said, nodding. I wasn’t sure if she still didn’t recognize him or if it scared

her to see her brother like that.

Maggie’s face got even paler and her arm slipped from mine. I was about to run after her when I saw a

familiar form on the ground.

‘Oh Goddess.. I gasped as I recognized it was Warren and immediately ran to check on him.

He was so pale and bleeding from the shoulder. It looked like he lost a lot of blood. There was a small

pool of red under him.

A silver dagger laid not too far away from where he was. It looked to me that he was wounded by it.

“Warren, Warren, are you alright?” I asked, shaking him a little. He mumbled something, but he was

unconscious.

I checked his pulse. Thank the Goddess he still had a heartbeat! When I looked up, I saw Maggie

running toward Theo and Demarco.

“STOP!” she cried, holding her arms up to them.

Warren blinked several times, catching my attention again. He slowly opened his eyes and tried to

smile at me. I smiled back, but my face fell when I saw Warren go even paler.

“NO—!” he cried. He sat up abruptly and reached out his

arms to Maggie in the air.

I spun around, and saw Maggie’s body collapsing down on the ground in front of Theo as she gasped,

please.. spare Demarco..

Theo’s wolf seemed to be as shocked as Warren. Both of them had the same bulging eyes as they

stared at Maggie’s frail body. She twitched and turned her head to look at Warren.

“Thank the Goddess…Warren… you’re alright…’

Her voice trembled as she spoke, and then her eyes faded and she was gone.

Demarco shifted back to his human form.

“Maggie!” he cried out in pure anguish and desperate pain.

No, oh no, no…. Maggie, MAGGIE—I” He crawled up and pulled Maggie’s soft body into his ar.ms,

tears streamed down his cheeks.

His handsome face twisted. After a few moments of sobbing, he turned to Theo and yelled hysterically,

“You killed her! You killed your own sister, you fucking monster! Now you’ re happy? You sick, twisted

fuck!”

Demarco wobbled on his broken leg, but I could see in his eyesthat he still had enough strength in grief

to attack Theo.

Theo shuddered and turned back into human form. He •covered his face with his hands.

“l didn’t mean to… What have I done?” he whispered, his

• 28 eyes on Maggie in utter disbelief.

Luther let out a wild, maniacal laugh. I’d almost forgotten he was there!

“Yes, YEEES! You see! You’re just a freaking murderer! You can’t control it! You can’t help it!” he cried

out joyously, “Starting with Maggie, kill them, kill them all! Those who you care about and those who

care about you, kill them all! And you, you pathetic monster, you deserve the longest, darkness,

endless loneliness and pain!’

Everything happened too fast. Time seemed to have stopped and I couldn’t follow what was going on

until Warren’ s weight sank back into my arms.

At that point, all I could force out was one word.

“Theo…”

*Theo*

I didn’t want to see Maggie’s dead, lifeless eyes, but I couldn’t look away. My hands weren’t enough to

shield my eyes and I saw her final expression, frozen in place for all eternity. That expression seared

itself onto my brain.

What had I done?

No. No. This couldn’t be happening!

Shaking my head, I looked around at the others. My body and mind were completely numb.

Demarco was screaming at me and pointing. He hobbled

Again around on a broken leg, the hatred in his eyes enough to fuel him in a fight against me. I could

see his lips moving but I

couldn’t hear the words he was shrieking.

Whatever he had to say, I deserved it.

My own half-sister.. I’d killed my own sister!

My eyes traveled to Warren. He had passed out again. Moments ago, he’ d been willing to take a

dagger for, me. Now… he’d probably never look at me again.

No one should ever look at me again!

Ciana… I couldn’t look at her. I turned away from all of them.

Muffled voices rang in my head but I couldn’t make sense of them. Over and over again I blinked, but

that look on Maggie’s face was all I could see. When I closed my eyes, it was there. When I opened

them, it was still there.

The moment of terror when she realized I was taking her life; that fear when death gripped her, and the

blank, staring gaze when life finally left her eyes.