Chapter 134 Morning Sickness
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Before they got there, Rosalie was already standing outside, lost in thought.
Gael and Julien walked over, and Rosalie looked up at them, sounding exhausted. “Tell me everything you know about Harris. All of it.”
The other beastmen also got serious once they heard so many beastmen had died.
Cameron and Elijah were confused. They were building the house not far from where the silkworm houses were. How did they not hear anything weird all afternoon?
Rosalie had been wondering the same thing. In the end, she guessed maybe it was because one of them had gone deeper into the forest to cut trees, and the other was busy hammering wood on the house.
Maybe that’s why they didn’t hear anything.
But killing that many people at once meant Harris must have brought a lot of men. Otherwise, Elijah, who was nearby, would’ve heard someone scream for help.
Rosalie also learned from Julien that Harris had brought a bunch of beastmen from his Westland tribe to act as his muscle.
Most of them were tiger beastmen. Meanwhile, the ones building the silkworm houses weren’t fighters, so they stood no chance against the “Kings of the Forest.” They were probably taken out before they could even make a sound.
Everyone else had their throats slashed-instant death. Only Jareth was hit in the back. For some reason, Harris let him live.
Of course, this was all just a guess. They wouldn’t know the truth until Jareth woke up.
After talking it over, Rosalie felt dizzy and rubbed her temples.
She walked over to check Jareth’s condition and fed him the healing tonic.
Then she turned and said, “Gael, Julien, you two stay here tonight. Don’t let Harris come back to silence him.
“The rest of you come home with me. We can’t leave Leon alone.”
Gael and Julien nodded. Rosalie had been stressed all day and could barely keep her eyes open.
Cameron turned into his fox form and let Rosalie lean on his soft fur.
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By the time they got home, she was fast asleep. Elijah gently carried her inside and tucked her
into bed.
Rosalie used the last bit of her strength to open her eyes and said, “Don’t forget to give Leon his medicine.”
Elijah tucked her in and answered, “Got it, Matriarch. I’ll take care of it. Just sleep.”
Only then did Rosalie finally drift off.
She didn’t sleep well. Her dreams were filled with nothing but blood.
When she woke up, she groggily washed her face, grabbed a bowl of savory oatmeal with braised pork.
It should’ve smelled good, but the second Rosalie glanced at it, her face changed. She dropped the bowl and ran outside to throw
Cameron rushed over, worried. Rosalie gagged, but nothing came up. Her face was ghostly pale.
Cameron’s heart broke seeing her like that. Micah handed her a bowl of water.
Rosalie took a few sips, and her stomach finally started to calm down.
Gael asked, worried, “Matriarch, you’re not eating?”
Rosalie didn’t even dare to breathe through her nose. Any whiff of greasy or oily food made her stomach flip.
“No. You guys eat,” she said.
Micah helped her walk back inside.
Rosalie sat on the bed and caught a light, fresh scent from Micah. It instantly made her feel better.
She buried her face against Micah’s waist, taking deep breaths of his calming scent.
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