Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 173 The Sacred Altar

**Ethan’s POV

I wasn’t sure if this was just a ploy that she and Georgia had to get me to let her free, or if she genuinely wanted to visit her mother and then come with me. However, the pleading look in her eyes, especially when she mentioned going to get our baby, had me thinking seriously about it.

The question was whether I could keep her with me if I visited her homeland. Her people desperately wanted her to stay there, and I couldn’t blame them.

She was their queen, after all, and she was powerful. I’d seen her power with my own eyes and felt it when she healed the cut on my chest with her blood.

How could I just hand her over, though? What if it meant that we would never be together again? That I’d never see her, or my son, again?

Yet, when Rosalie asked me to please let her go, I found myself saying, “Fine. We can go to your mother’s grave. But we cannot stay, long, and we will not be going anywhere near the palace.”

I didn’t want her people to have the opportunity to lock me up, or worse, to take her away from me.

Rosalie’s eyes widened, and then she grabbed my arm and asked in disbelief. “Really?!”

Then she seemed to be a bit embarrassed, and she pulled back her hand. “Thank you, Ethan! I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you’re going to take me there.”

I felt my rogue heart melt a bit at her words and her touch. I waited for her to lean back, and I said, “You’re welcome, Rosalie.” I didn’ t press her for more affection, though. I knew that she didn’t want anything physically from me at the moment. She was just happy to be going to see our son-as was l.

“Prepare to leave first thing in the morning,” I told her. “I’ll have Georgia send word to that Gordon or Jordon guy exactly what it is / will agree to.”

“Commander Landon,” she corrected. I nodded at her and went out of the tent to see about preparing the rest of the camp for my departure.

“Ethan!” Georgia burst into my tent soon after I sent her the message. “You agreed?!” She was way too excited.

Unpleased with her reaction, I narrowed my eyes. “I’m second guessing my decision now because of you.”

immediately zipped her lips with her hand, shook her head and

it with her alone, so I gestured for her to follow me, and I gathered together several other people who would need to

morning, I will be escorting Rosalie north to visit her mother’s grave.” At my words, Vicky gasped,

of my intentions. I don’t want to see more than ten warriors from them. Also, make sure to tell them that any attempt to take

as many men as necessary at the ready until I get back.

tried not to comment on the

put together a detail of ten to escon us.

didn’t speak. It seemed that he wanted

to my tent and tried to get some rest. Sleep was hard to come by, and I spent most of the

light, Georgia came in with a message. “They agree to your terms,” she told me, holding out the message she’d gotten from her

the leaders of the north agreed that they wouldn’t try to take Rosalie from me. They also agreed

you like to leave?” she

me willingly and our son to come back to us, although deep down, I wasn’t that confident about what the trip would

wish. As long as she

backpacks on our backs, along with some other necessities, like food and clean water. It would

and · together our group headed north. I was excited to see my son, and I continued to remind myself to

while, to eat and drink. This was the first time Rosalie ran this long in her wolf form, but surprisingly, she was

got dressed before we approached the temple. Out to the side, there was a

be, however, it also

etched into wood decorating the outside. I figured it would be the same on the inside, with lots of

Seraphine, the midwife, was holding him. Rosalie took off running for Rowan, and

and held him close, and he laughed and pulled her hair. It

a small grunt-1 stared at Rowan. He needed to learn to respect her mother at

was obviously confused

to her but kept my distance. It was clear that there was hostility in the air, and I needed to stay back so as to keep from making