Chapter 113 Pregnant
The only time her eyes ever landed on him, they were full of fear.
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Elijah’s chest ached with a sour, heavy ache. He clenched his fists, turned on his heel, and walked into the woodshed. His gaze turned dark and chilling as he stared at the black snake sprawled on the floor.
The next day, when Rosalie woke up and headed to the woodshed, she found Ziven lying there, barely clinging to life. His teeth had all been ripped out; he couldn’t even hold his human form anymore-just a palm-sized black snake curled weakly on the ground.
Cameron dumped a basin of cold water over him, and only then did Ziven slowly come to.
He opened his mouth with effort, and Rosalie was startled to see that every single tooth had been pulled.
When Ziven’s gaze landed on Elijah, he visibly shuddered.
Rosalie shot Elijah a glance, then looked down at the snake on the floor and said, “Reva is dead.”
No matter how badly he’d been hurt before, Ziven’s expression had always stayed faint and detached-but at those words, he clearly froze.
Rosalie went on, “She was pregnant. About a month along.”
Ziven didn’t move at first. Then, he suddenly lunged at Rosalie, only to be slammed to the floor under Elijah’s boot. All he could do was thrash wildly on the ground, letting out pained, ragged hisses.
“Before my
mother died, she asked me to let you two go.
“If you hadn’t kidnapped me yesterday, a few months from now, your child would’ve been born.”
Ziven’s harsh hissing slowly broke into a low, wailing sob. His shoulders shook uncontrollably.
That morning, she’d had Cameron carry Reva’s body back, and the system had immediately detected that Reva had been pregnant.
Rosalie had rushed to tell Ziven the news. She wasn’t nearly kind enough to spare him. Ziven had almost killed her husband-if he’d made her suffer like that, she was going to return every ounce of that pain.
All of a sudden, Ziven’s body convulsed violently, so hard that Elijah almost couldn’t hold him down.
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Afraid Ziven might try something else, Rosalie hurriedly grabbed Elijah by the wrist and pulled him behind her, watching the man on the ground with sharp, wary eyes.
Elijah, meanwhile, just stared in a daze at Rosalie’s hand gripping his, his gaze then locking on the tilt of her nose and the tense line of her lips.
Micah stepped to Rosalie’s side and murmured, “The venom sac in his body just ruptured. He won’t last long.”
Rosalie watched Ziven writhe and roll on the floor until, little by little, he went still-two thin lines of blood-tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.
She lowered her head in silence, then suddenly spun around and bolted outside, gripping the railing as she retched again and again.
Cameron jumped, quickly patting her back with a gentle hand and bringing her some water to drink.
Rosalie threw up for what felt like forever, until she was bringing up bile. Only after a few sips of water and some fresh air did she finally feel a little better.
Micah looked at her, worry etched deep in his eyes. Standing there with the two men at her sides, Rosalie felt her heart thud heavily in her chest, and a ridiculous thought surfaced.
How long had it been since her last time?
Rosalie covered her lower belly. Who was it last time? Cameron … or Micah?
Tentatively, she had the system run a scan on her body. A few seconds later, its verdict sent her blood surging, heat rushing straight to her head.
“Host, you are currently pregnant.”
Rosalie’s face went white. A wave of nausea crashed over her, and she almost doubled over again.
Micah wrapped a worried arm around her shoulders, while Cammo stared at her with wide, shocked eyes.
Rosalie glanced between the two of them and said softly, “I think … I might be carrying a baby.”
Cameron’s mouth fell slightly open, his lashes fluttering like he’d forgotten how to breathe. “Really?” he asked in disbelief.
Rosalie nodded. Micah seemed to short-circuit for a moment, his beautiful eyes blank with shock-then, they lit up with sheer joy as he gently pulled her into his arms. “Matriarch, why
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