Apocalypse Prefer the Beast World Real Estate Market (Joyread) novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250 A Stormlit Promise

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In the dark of night, Declan’s eyes’shone brightly. His hands were hidden behind his back.

Under Rosalie’s gaze, he slowly brought them forward.

He was holding something.

It was too dark to see clearly. When Rosalie stepped closer, she froze in shock.

Declan was holding a large bundle of herbs.

She recognized them at once. These were herbs that could restore energy to the system.

She and Sabrina had searched all afternoon and found only two plants.

Declan had gone out after dinner.

Only a few hours had passed, and it was still pouring rain outside. How had he found so many?

Rosalie took the herbs. The system immediately gained 10 energy points.

There were more than ten plants in Declan’s hands. Clearly, he had picked everything that looked similar.

Rosalie’s eyes turned red. She shouted at him, her voice shaking, “Declan, are you crazy? It’s raining out there!”

Declan just grinned at her, easy and carefree. “Matriarch, you were looking at these this afternoon to heal Gael’s scars, right?

“You wanted them. So I got them for you.”

Without caring that he was soaked, Rosalie rushed forward and hugged him.

Cold rainwater soaked through her thin clothes.

After a moment, Declan gently pushed her back.

“Matriarch, I’m wet.”

He raised his arm and took off his clothing.

The heavy, rain-soaked hide hit the floor with a dull thud.

Declan noticed right away that Rosalie wasn’t wearing shoes.

He lifted her up with one arm. Rosalie gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Where their bodies touched, the heat spread quickly. Rosalie could feel her heart racing.

Her clothes were damp too. Declan could sense her warmth, her closeness, and her familiar scent.

He set her gently on the bed, but he didn’t leave.

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Chapter 250 A Stormit Promise

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In the quiet room, the only sound was the steady thump of their hearts.

After a brief pause, Declan braced his arm on the bed and stood, about to go.

Suddenly, he frore.

Soft arms wrapped around his waist. Rosalie spoke quietly, almost pleading, “Don’t go.”

Bang

The wind slammed the door shut.

Declan turned back. His slow gaze settled on Rosalie, dark and intense, filled with longing and a fierce need to claim her.

“Matriarch,” he said hoarsely, his voice trembling, “are you inviting me?”

Rosalie’s cool toes brushed against his firm stomach. Her eyes sparkled with challenge.

She smiled. You already know the answer.”

In an instant. Declan leaned over her, his presence strong and overwhelming, making it difficult to breathe.

Just like his fiery nature, his movements were bold and certain.

His warm kisses traced from her collarbone to her chin, sending shivers through her.

One strong hand stayed firm at her waist, holding her close. Rosalie struggled for breath and couldn’t move. All she could do was whisper softly, “Declan…

His voice was low and sexy. “Matriarch, give me a child too.

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