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.”

for a minute and asked, “Are we going to

at Thomas. I answered, “No.

fred off a

Damian would be able to decipher that I may have an answer for him regarding

envelope, I heard a commotion outside of my office door. I finished addressing

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

once,” the

birth?” I couldn’t believe what I was

shrugged. “I’m only repeating what

was just

didn’t anyone call

course, he wouldn’t

ISWE

quickly, and I’d missed it? I had imagined there was a possibility I might not be there if she had the baby while

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

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

right, boss?” Thomas asked me. “You

nervou

I told him, but it wasn’t true. A

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

about the baby? Was the baby all

baby in her arms and how happy she must be; it brought a smile

me in the shoe with his foot. “This is a business arrangement, is it not, boss?” he asked

him and glared. “Yes, of course,” I said,

couldn’t it be more than that? Why couldn’t I keep Rosalie and her

call me Dada knowing that it was Ethan who was meant to be

sweeter to hear her moan my name in pleasure knowing it was him who was missing out on such a

to control my urge to run to the front door. Thomas was right. I did have “business” to attend to, and I needed to keep

still needed to confirm something, and now was the perfect

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

in there, pull the doctor aside and tell him I want a blood sample collected from Rosalie,” I told Thomas, keeping my

he uses when he knows

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