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Micah twined a lock of her hair around his finger, lashes lowered, voice smooth and gentle. “Matriarch, if you don’t want to go through with the bonding ceremony, I can take care of it for you.”
“It’s not that. I’m willing.”
Micah’s fingers stilled. He drew in a long breath and asked quietly, “Matriarch … is it because of me?”
Rosalie lifted her head, her gaze trembling for a split second before she quickly ducked it again.
“It has nothing to do with you.”
Micah didn’t miss that tiny ripple in Rosalie’s reaction.
On that heavy snow day, he’d been on the verge of death. For so many years, Micah had tried countless ways to cure his illness, but nothing had worked-how could the Matriarch have suddenly healed him in just one night?
And ever since that night, Rosalie had been off. Then, she’d suddenly decided to bring a new husband into the house-there was no way that nothing shady had happened in between.
The only explanation he could come up with was that she’d agreed to some condition with that beastman-he’d helped save Micah’s life, and in return, Rosalie had taken him in as a husband.
Micah’s guesses were a bit off the mark in the details, but the conclusion wasn’t wrong.
Looking at the obedient, sweet Rosalie nestled in his arms, Micah forced down the knot of
emotion in his chest.
If Rosalie truly didn’t have feelings for any of them, then, once the agreement was fulfilled, the bond could be dissolved. It wouldn’t be the end of the world,
Micah smoothed a hand over Rosalie’s hair, then got up to close the wide-open window.
He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “We’ve got an early start tomorrow. I’ll come wake you.”
“Okay.”
Rosalie closed her eyes and sank into a heavy sleep, mind full of tangled thoughts.
In her dream, she saw a dark shadow.
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She crept toward it, testing each step; the shadow suddenly solidified into a snow-pale body covered in wounds, soaked in blood. When it turned its head, it was Declan’s grief-stricken face.
His lips moved, and he called out, “Matriarch, it hurts so much…”
Rosalie jolted awake, clutching at her chest in agony, lungs dragging for air as cold sweat streamed down her body.
She had no idea why, but a crushing panic washed over her, as if somewhere far away, out of her sight, Declan really had gotten into serious trouble.
“System, can you locate where Declan is?”
“That function is not available.”
Ever since Declan had disappeared, Rosalie had asked the same question over and over, and the system’s answer had always been identical. :
Micah pushed the door open, set down the basin of warm water in his hands, and walked over to the bed, asking with concern, “Matriarch, did you have a nightmare?”
Rosalie wrapped her arms around Micah’s waist; feeling that familiar warmth, the unease pounding in her chest finally began to settle.
Micah slowly ran his hand up and down her back. With her face pressed to his abdomen, Rosalie muttered, “I dreamed of Declan … he was covered in blood. It felt like he was about to die.”
Micah’s hand paused for a beat, then he soothed her gently. “Matriarch, Declan is a powerful beastman. He’ll be fine.”
“Mm.”
They stayed like that for a while until Rosalie finally let him go.
Outside the window, daylight was already pouring in.
Rosalie quickly washed her face, and Cammo carried in an exquisite beast-hide dress.
The dress bared one shoulder, the lower half cut into a half-skirt, adorned with dangling red and green gemstones-far more luxurious than what she was wearing now.
Cameron frowned slightly. “That guy sent this over. Said it’s for you to wear at the bonding ceremony.”
Rosalie could only sigh helplessly, close the door, and change into the dress.
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