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Under Elijah’s fierce pressure, Rosalie was forced to repeat his words-and in return, she earned one more soothing kiss.
Only then did Elijah lift her into his arms. Rosalie’s gaze slipped downward and caught sight of something she definitely wasn’t supposed to be seeing.
She snapped her eyes shut at once. How did this peacock not know what shame was? Shifting forms and not even bothering with clothes afterward!
Elijah carried Rosalie back to the room, dried his hair, and lay down beside her.
For the first time in her life, Rosalie thought the bed felt icy cold. It was like a live bomb was lying next to her, ready to go off at any second. She lay perfectly still, stiff as a puppet.
Deep into the night, Elijah got up to shut the window, then returned to bed.
When she felt a firm forearm slide across her waist, Rosalie’s whole body went rigid, about two seconds away from fusing with the wooden plank beneath her.
Elijah’s large hand instead began to rub gently over her lower belly. In a low voice, he asked, “Matriarch, the child in here-whose is it?”
At the mention of the baby, her tone softened, and her body loosened a little.
“Either Micah’s or Carmeron’s, I guess. I honestly don’t know.”
“Mm.”
Once she relaxed, Rosalie could really feel the warmth coming from the man behind her.
She suddenly asked, “Elijah, once you fan your tail for someone, does that mean you can’t fan it for anyone else?”
Elijah stayed quiet for a while before saying, “I can fan it for someone else.”
Ha! Rosalie knew it. It wasn’t like anything was physically tying his tail down. How could it be impossible to fan it for someone else?
So, everything he’d said before had just been Elijah’s little trick to fool her!
“Unless I die, I won’t ever fan it for anyone else.
“I’ll only show it to you.”
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As if he’d read her mind, Elijah dropped that sentence out of nowhere.
Only for Rosalie to see.
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Rosalie’s face flamed. What was with Elijah lately, suddenly knowing exactly what to say?
She shut her eyes and muttered, all flustered, “Sleep, sleep, I’m tired.”
Then, she let out an exaggerated yawn.
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And, in no time at all, she actually drifted off-maybe it was the pregnancy making her tire out so easily.
Elijah gently turned her so she was facing him, then pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. The two of them clung to each other and sank into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Rosalie got up at dawn. She went to the tribe and buried her mother’s body in the woods beside the settlement.
When she returned, every female and even the males who should’ve been out hunting were lined up in two rows.
Rosalie walked through the middle, feeling all those eyes pinned on her.
She stopped when she reached the center of the crowd.
“My mother is gone. From this moment on, I am this tribe’s leader.
“All matters will go through me.”
The crowd stayed silent for a long beat. Then, Grace was the first to speak, calling softly, “Ms.
Bennet.”
Gradually, more voices followed in a murmur, “Ms. Bennet.”
Rosalie understood the panic in their hearts. A tribe without a leader was a tribe without direction. A good leader, though, could lead them toward prosperity and away from other clans’ attacks.
She lifted a hand and quieted them. “There are things I need to make clear in advance.
“If you’re unhappy about anything, come straight to me.
“But if you try to play dirty behind my back, don’t blame my husbands for being ruthless.”
Elijah swept a frosty glance over the crowd at just the right moment, and a few of the more timid ones immediately shrank back.
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