Apocalypse Prefer the Beast World Real Estate Market (Joyread) novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Prodigy

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She turned to Sabrina. “Sabrina, please boil a big basin of hot water and brew some bone broth.”

Sabrina nodded and hurried outside.

Rosalie placed both hands gently over Monica’s swollen belly, feeling carefully for where the babies were lying.

Her hands moved with the ease of someone who’d done this a hundred times, pressing and guiding, kneading and nudging until she turned the baby into the proper position.

Monica let out a scream of raw pain, salty sweat soaking her hair and blurring her vision.

Rosalie was sweating from the strain herself, but her hands stayed rock-steady, not making a single mistake.

Only after the baby inside Monica’s belly had completely shifted into place did Rosalie finally

release a slow breath.

She scooped up a spoonful of bone broth and fed it into Monica’s mouth, then dipped a piece of beast hide into the hot water and wrapped it around her icy joints.

Some clarity returned to Monica’s eyes; she could feel a bit of strength seeping back into her body.

Rosalie clasped her hand and said steadily, “Monica, you need to push with everything you’ve got. It’s almost over.”

Monica nodded, her eyes bright as she looked straight at Rosalie.

Monica drew in a deep breath, while Rosalie stood at her side, braced and ready for anything.

Outside, Yuna and Monica’s husband paced back and forth in a panic; her husband, in particular, was so terrified he could barely stay in human form, his tail lashing restlessly behind him.

“Awoo-”

A newborn’s bright wail seemed to blow the roof right off; Yuna’s tears fell in a single streak as she shoved the door open and rushed inside.

Rosalie was wiping Monica’s face with a strip of beast hide when Yuna saw her daughter’s eyes closed, and her heart seized.

“She just used up too much strength and passed out,” Rosalie explained. “There’s no need to

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panic.”

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Only then did Yuna finally exhale, moving closer to gaze tenderly at Monica’s pale face.

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The two tiny cubs-a boy and a girl-had already been born; Sabrina cradled one in her arms, while Monica’s husband held the other, his eyes red as he stared down at his child.

At that moment, Cameron and Leon burst in, faces dark; the thick scent of blood in the air had filled them both with dread.

Only when they saw Rosalie still standing there in one piece did their tightly strung hearts finally ease.

But as soon as Cammo’s gaze dropped to her bleeding arms, he rushed straight over, staring at her in heartache.

“Matriarch, how did you get hurt?”

Leon’s eyes swept the room and finally locked onto Gael, who was just as bloodied; his voice turned glacial. “Matriarch, who did this?”

Rosalie quickly stepped in front of Gael. “It was my own carelessness. Gael only got hurt because he was helping me.”

Suddenly, she felt a warm weight slump onto her shoulder; Rosalie turned to find Gael’s eyes closed-he’d passed out against her.

She struggled to hold him up as his tall, solid frame sagged heavily over her.

Rosalie called over to Yuna, “Mrs. Sherman, I’ll come visit Monica another day. I have to take him back first!”

Yuna wiped at her tears and said gratefully, “Thank you for saving Monica’s life. Once she’s recovered, we’ll come thank you properly.”

Rosalie half-dragged, half-carried Gael toward the door; Cammo finally couldn’t take it anymore-what was Gael doing, rubbing his lips against the Matriarch’s neck while “unconscious”?

He hauled Gael away and slung him over his own shoulder in one smooth motion.

Leon shifted back into his beast form as well; after spending so much energy, Rosalie was starting to feel drained.

She walked over to the black panther, who crouched down to let her climb on.

Rosalie turned and flashed Sabrina a tired smile. “Thanks for your help today.”

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