Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 203 In Love with Rosalie

“Your Majesty, more small packs came to pledge their allegiance to you!” Commander Landon reported with a smile. “Now the High Priestess won’t worry about us being the invaders anymore!”

“So true,” Jace commented as well. “There are also rogue groups joining us too, thanks to Alpha Ethan’s intimidating reputation. They knew better than to fight with the former Rogue King!”

I smiled and nodded. It was indeed great news. If this continued, we could expect minimum disruption to the citizens’ lives while achieving our goal of taking over Mirage.

Meanwhile, we continue to proactively push Kal’s line south, out of our territory.

Ethan and I didn’t see much of each other while we were in attack mode, because he was leading the army and looking over the data to see what was working and what we needed to improve upon now that his strength was more stable.

But I thought about him a lot. Seeing him hold our son and rock him back to sleep when the boy was fussy was a permanent memory ingrained in my mind. I wanted to see if Ethan had changed his mind at all about what he had said about me when we were in the temple.

He’d said he never loved me, but I had seen evidence that that might not be true. I wanted to find out if there was a chance we could actually be a couple and raise our son as a loving family.

Since I didn’t get to see him very often, though, it made it more difficult for us to work on that.

I pushed my personal issue aside and focused back on the patrol. I took my team out to scout around and found that everything was secure. I was just about to leave the area where we were patrolling when I heard some moaning in the trees off of the side of the path we were walking on.

It sounded like a man in an extreme amount of pain.

Exchanging glances with the people with me, I said, “We should check that out.” We were in our human forms at the moment since we were returning from our patrol.

“Be careful,” Jace stopped me. “It could be a trap.”

He had a good point, so I asked him and a couple of the other bigger warriors to go ahead and shift. That way, they would be ready to fight if it was King Kal trying to fool us. **

I walked carefully out into the woods toward the sound of moaning. A trail of blood led us to a man lying unconscious beneath a tree, his side ripped open and his head bleeding as well.

*Who is he?” I asked, wondering if he was one of ours or one of King Kal’s. His clothes were mostly torn, barely covering him, so there was no way to tell by the way he was dressed.

‘That looks like Alpha Dallas’s son, Alex,’ Jace said, using the mindlink.

Dallas? Isn’t he one of the rogue leaders?’ I asked. I couldn’t keep track of all of the new people, though I tried to. I knew it was important to

right,’ Jace said. “He’s one of those who

me a lot of Ethan when he was the Rogue King. I wondered if his

matter, though, because he needed my help. “Who has the medical bag?” I asked. We always brought one with us in case we

human form brought it over. She opened it up, and together, the two of us bandaged Alex up

better. His face had been so pale when I first started to help him that it made me nervous. But now… he

back to give him a few moments. I

others continued to keep watch, leaving Alex and me together, alone,

wolf that long, judging by how youthful his face looked. He

dark hair

times, looking at me. His eyes were a light green,

okay?” I

attempting to sit up.

feeling my cheeks flame. “And you’re…

he said as I

saved me!”

help, so we stopped to make sure you were

been known throughout the continent,” he said, kissing the back of my hand, “and

if I’d somehow managed to walk into a fairy tale. “Uh… thanks. That’s about

speak to my father, Alpha Dallas, and make sure he understands the seriousness of this situation so that

He was clearly quite serious and devoted with his sentiments. But I thought it was all a bit odd. “If you’re a rogue, how come

of the war situation. My father wanted great power, so he traded his soul

reminded me a lot of Otto’s. “We’re going back to camp now.

the ends of the

ground, and I

me the whole time. He spoke so highly of me which made me a bit

him. Not in the same way that he liked me, clearly, but I began to think of

clear to everyone, though, that Alex was infatuated with

offering to help me at every turn. It was sort of like having a puppy at my heels. It was quite helpful for