Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 164 Ethan’s Rage

**Rosalie’s POV

The way that Ethan was growling at us, I had assumed he was still in his wolf form, but when I turned to look at him, it was the human Ethan’s eyes I was looking into.

Shirtless with only a small pair of tattered shorts covering him, he glared at me, his hands in fists.

At the moment, it was difficult to tell the difference between the man and his beast.

“What the f*ck are you doing, Rosalie?” he shouted at me, coming at me slowly, which was surprising. I didn’t know why he didn’t shoot right past me and go after Rowan. Wouldn’t it be the baby he was really after?

“I’m doing whatever the hill I want to,” I shot back immediately and tried my best to keep his attention on me. “Who do you think you are to tell me what I can and cannot do, Ethan?”

He had narrowed the distance between us so that he was only a few feet away.

I needed to make sure Seraphine and Soren had time to get out of here so that Ethan couldn’t get my baby.

I listened to the sound of them running through the woods behind me, the thunk of their wolf paws getting quieter and quieter as they got further away.

Even though I realized I was sacrificing my freedom, I needed Rowan to be safe, and that meant he needed to be in the north, with our pack, not here, locked in a heavily guarded tent in the middle of a battlefield.

“You promised me!” Ethan growled, his teeth locked together in a grimace. “I trusted you, Rosalie! You said you wouldn’t leave without telling me goodbye!”

was still there was because he had caught me. “Goodbye, Ethan!” I said and turned to go,

when his fingers wrapped around my arm and tugged me back. It didn’t hurt, but it was

to me!

Ethan? Seriously? After all of the lies you’ve said to me? You don’t get

that it almost seemed like they would start to drip blood. He further narrowed them until they were only slits. He was seething, his nostrils flaring as he drew in deep breaths.

| yelled at him. Anger was beginning to boil up in me, too, now. Who the heck did he think he was? What did I have to do to prove to him that I was an individual, a person, who wasn’t owned or controlled on the property of

let my f*cking a*shole half-brother take our baby? Are you insane?

my son!” | emphasized the word “my” as I yelled back. “Unlike you, he actually cares about people! All you ever do for Rowan is come in and stare at him for a few minutes a day. He doesn’t even know who you are! You only wanted him as an heir, but have you ever

cracking of his knuckles. Would he hit me? However, I didn’t care at that moment so I continued, “You care as little about his life as you do mine,

know what the f*ck you’re talking

and nothing more. No one who actually loves their child would ever hurt their other parent, and you were going to curse him to a life with no mother because I wasn’t convenient

Ethan’s hands came back to me, flashing

me. Yet, I continued to dance

eyes were glowing now, as he continued to measure me up as his fists clenched and unclenched. “You’re going to pay for this, Rosalie,” he said. “If you think

your own soldiers in battle because you care so little about others. These people have given up everything for you, Ethan! Vicky, Talon, Paul… Georgia, so many

what I said wasn’t totally true. I heard from Vicky that Ethan mistakenly hurt some of his guys, but none of them were originally from Drogomor. Maybe deep

it with him. I saw him hesitate for a moment, seemingly

he shouted, and I could see him getting even

Anger shot through my veins as I thought about my friends and everything they had left behind so that Ethan would live. And how did he repay them? By becoming some sort of a monster. He didn’t care about any of them anymore, not even Talon who had stood by his side for

you’ve actually lost all of your morals? That your scruples have gone out the window because of this soulless creature you’ve become? Are