Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Ethan Did What?!

**Soren’s POV

*Ethan did what?!” I asked as my right-hand man came into my office.

“Yes, sir, it’s in the headlines everywhere. ‘Royal Wedding Turns Into Judgment’ is the title of the article talking about it.’ Thomas said, “Gutsy move, I gotta say. He’s really not into that Madalynn, huh?” “Not funny!” I frowned, “Make sure Rosalie doesn’t know about it.”

“Yes, boss.”

“What else?”

“Ethan went back to the frontline, and we lost three more bases at the coast.”

“D*mn it,” I muttered under my breath. I needed to think of something. I wouldn’t let Ethan win this war. “What about the north?”

“Not too bad, given the last batch actually arrived at the north before Ethan ambushed our supply vessels.”

Ever since Ethan had left the island, our line had been pushed back significantly. Whatever he’d managed to do, he’d done a hill of a job at it.

I saw him pull out an envelope from his pocket. “Also, a letter for you. From Damian.” He held it out to me, and I took it, keeping my eyes on Thomas as I ripped the envelope open.

My eyes quickly scanned the letter. It wasn’t too long, and there wasn’t much in the few brief paragraphs that I didn’ t already know, but Damian was keeping me abreast of what was going on in the capital, as he should be.

“Anything important?” Thomas asked me as I ripped the letter into tiny bits and tossed it into the trash can so it couldn’t be read by anyone else.

“Yes and no. Ethan is becoming difficult to deal with. Apparently, he’s getting a bit arrogant, thanks to his victories in the war effort of late,” I told him as I opened my desk drawer and pulled out a piece of paper in order to respond to Damien.

This letter writing was getting old. I cursed Ethan again for cutting our lines of communication.

I looked up at Thomas and pressed my lips together, irritated. “We must prevent him from getting too much of a big head.”

“Got it. We have been speeding up our plan, boss.”

“Good. Also, news about the queen.”

“Are we going

my head to look at Thomas. I

fred off a

had to be discreet, but I hoped Damian would be able to decipher that I may have an answer for him regarding

the envelope, I heard a commotion outside of my office door. I finished addressing the envelope and handed it

it? I asked, curious as to what all the noise could be

once,” the staff member said, “Apparently,

stood. “Just given birth?” I couldn’t believe what

shrugged. “I’m only repeating what

who was

didn’t anyone

he wouldn’t

ISWE

to the door, wondering what in the world had happened. Did Rosalie truly give birth already, so quickly, and I’d missed it? I had imagined there was a possibility I might not be there if she had the

driver to hurry to her house at once, and Thomas and I

of my chest, and I could feel beads of perspiration dotting my

right, boss?” Thomas

nervou

wasn’t true. A thousand thoughts

for Rosalie. Was she okay? Was she in any pain? Had she had any complications when she had the

the baby? Was the baby all right? Was it a boy

her baby in her arms and how happy she must

it not, boss?” he asked me. “You are keeping

of course,” I said, but I wanted to

Why couldn’t I keep Rosalie and her child because they had once belonged

that little baby call me Dada knowing that it was Ethan

certainly be all the sweeter to hear her moan my name in pleasure

to a stop in front of the house, and I got out, trying to control my urge to run to the

and now was

curtains billowed through the open living room window. I knocked on the door, and we waited on the front porch to

I told Thomas, keeping my voice low. “I don’t care what excuse he uses. Tell him to think of something,

Thomas said in the voice he

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