Sould 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.”

going to let Damian know what we found out about

to look at Thomas. I

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to decipher that I may have an answer for him regarding

I was placing the letter into the envelope, I heard a commotion outside of my office door. I finished addressing the envelope and

as to what all the noise could be

summoned to Miss Ro’s house at once,” the staff

birth?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

only repeating what I was told, sir.”

looked at Thomas who was just

anyone

course, he

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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 baby while I was away, but

the driver to hurry to her house at once,

beating out of my chest, and I

you all right, boss?” Thomas

nervou

fine,” I told him, but it wasn’t

concern was for Rosalie. Was she okay? Was she in any pain? Had she had any

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

Rosalie with her baby in her arms and how happy she must

he asked me. “You

to look at him and glared. “Yes, of course,” I said, but I wanted to hurt

it be more than that? Why couldn’t I keep Rosalie and her child because they had once belonged to Ethan and also have feelings

certainly be all the sweeter to hear that little baby call me Dada knowing that it was Ethan who was meant to be raising

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

in front of the house, and I got out, trying to control my urge to run to the front door. Thomas was right. I did have “business” to

still needed to confirm something, and now was the perfect time to

living room window. I knocked on the door, and we waited on the front

the doctor aside and tell him I want a blood sample collected from Rosalie,” I told Thomas, keeping my voice low. “I don’t care what excuse he uses. Tell him to think of something, but get the sample.

voice he uses when he knows

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