Apocalypse Prefer the Beast World Real Estate Market (Joyread) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Caught in the Middle

Sometimes at night, he’d sneak into Rosalie’s room just to quietly watch her sleep.

But one night, before he could even step inside, Elijah caught him. Elijah knew Declan wouldn’t dare shift into his beast form and expose himself, so he used his peacock form to beat him instead.

The fight was so loud that the tribe leader noticed and locked Declan up for a long lecture.

Declan had only just managed to escape, arriving just in time when Rosalie was in danger. It was a good thing he got away, or things would have ended badly!

Declan glared at Elijah. Why is this guy always giving me a hard time?

Tension crackled between the beastmen, and Rosalie quickly stepped in to break it up. “Enough!” she snapped.

Elijah and Declan kept staring at each other, but Micah looked away and focused on Rosalie.

“Declan, go boil some water. I want a hot bath.”

Rosalie gave him something small to do so he could feel like part of the family again.

Declan finally dropped the attitude, looked softly at Rosalie, and said, “Okay. Matriarch, wait for me inside.”

Then he went to get the water.

Micah grumbled, “Matriarch, you shouldn’t be out in the rain while pregnant. What if you get sick? Do you know how worried we were when you fainted?”

Rosalie could never resist gentle Micah. She smiled and said, “I know, I know. I won’t do it again.

“Achoo!”

Right after she said it, she sneezed. The body pressed against her back tensed up, and Elijah’s expression changed.

Elijah’s face turned cold, and he took two more steps toward her, chest to chest.

Rosalie tried to step back, but she bumped into Micah’s solid chest. Elijah moved in even closer.

Suddenly, Rosalie felt a wave of danger.

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She wanted to push Elijah away, but she couldn’t move.

Elijah brushed aside the wet hair sticking to her temple, stared at her with a sharp look, and said coldly. “Matriarch, I’m really not happy that you got wet in the rain for him.”

Then he cut off Rosalie’s breath. His kiss was so forceful it felt like he was taking every bit of air she had.

Her whole body went weak and leaned against Micah while Elijah kissed her like he was trying to take over completely.

All she could smell was Elijah’s dark, heavy scent. In his eyes, she could see her own dazed reflection. Only when her legs were about to give out did he finally let her go.

Her knees buckled, and she almost fell, but Elijah grabbed her waist and pulled her into his

arms.

Her nose bumped into Elijah’s chest, leaving her drained and completely supported by his

arms.

Then, Micah hooked his thumb and finger under her chin, tilting her head to the side so he could kiss her, too.

Unlike Elijah’s aggressive kiss, Micah’s was gentle, but he didn’t leave any spot untouched.

Rosalie felt his cool tongue tangle with hers in a slow, deep rhythm.

It was a quiet, steady kiss, but it felt like an ocean. She was drowning in it.

Rosalie’s head felt light, and her lungs felt empty, like all the air was gone.

She peeked her eyes open and saw Micah’s dark, intense stare.

He didn’t look like his usual sweet self at all. This version of Micah felt like a stranger.

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