Sold 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.

leaders?’ I asked. I couldn’t keep track of all of the new

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

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

“Who has the medical bag?”

brought it over. She opened it up, and together, the two of us bandaged Alex up and fed him some medicines mixed

so pale when I first started to

sitting back to give him a few moments. I expected him

others continued to keep watch, leaving Alex

he probably hadn’t had his wolf that

the exact opposite of Ethan with his dark hair and bushy

Alex opened his eyes, he blinked several times, looking at me. His eyes were a light green,

okay?” I

exclaimed, attempting to sit up. “It’s

feeling my cheeks flame. “And you’re… Alex? Is

name,” he said as I helped him sit

saved me!”

needed some help, so we stopped to make sure you were okay,” I said,

reputation has been known throughout the continent,” he said, kissing the back of my hand, “and I pledge my undying devotion to you, beautiful Queen Rosalie. You

not sure what was happening. After a moment, I glanced around, wondering if I’d somehow managed to walk into a

sure he understands the seriousness of this situation so that our rogue pack

great,” I told him, trying not to laugh. He was clearly quite serious and devoted with his sentiments. But I thought it was

pack, and we have simply had to fight for our lives because of the war situation. My father wanted great power, so he traded his soul to become a Rogue

but his story reminded me a lot of Otto’s. “We’re going back to camp now. Do you think you’re

you to the ends of the

and I got up, too. He offered me his

me the whole time. He spoke

spoke with him, the more I started to like him. Not in the same way that he liked me, clearly, but I began to think

clear to everyone, though, that

my heels. It was quite helpful for him to jump in and lend a hand to me when I needed it, like fetching medical equipment, getting water for thirty patients, and