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.

Dallas? Isn’t he one of the rogue leaders?’ I asked. I couldn’t keep track of all of the new people, though

of those who joined

older man who reminded me a lot of Ethan when he was the

bag?” I asked. We always brought one with us in case we

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

so pale when I first started to help him that it made me nervous. But now… he

sitting back to give him a few

others continued to keep watch, leaving Alex

he probably hadn’t had his wolf that long, judging

with his dark hair and bushy eyebrows

at me. His eyes were a light

you okay?”

exclaimed, attempting

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

as I helped

saved me!”

so we stopped to make sure you were okay,” I said, trying to keep my tone

kind and merciful reputation has been known throughout the continent,” he said, kissing the back of

what was happening. After a moment, I glanced around, wondering if I’d somehow managed to walk into a fairy tale. “Uh…

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

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

members of our former 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 Alpha. But he has forbidden us to do so. Now, I give my soul to you, my Queen.” He dipped his

know what else to say, but his story reminded me a lot of Otto’s. “We’re going back to camp now. Do you think you’re strong enough

to the

I got up, too. He offered me his hand, but I

stayed near me the whole time. He spoke so highly of

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

though, that

days, he followed me around camp, offering to help me at every turn. It was sort of like having a puppy at 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 even helping prepare