The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128 Blood on the Trunk

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If she ever saw Declan, Rosalie really wanted to ask why he vanished so suddenly. Why kiss her and then disappear without leaving a trace?

“Ugh.”

She let out a deep breath. Cameron immediately noticed and stepped closer, fussing. “Matriarch, what’s wrong?

“Thirsty? Too warm?”

He raised a hide water flask to her lips, but she shook her head.

“Then you must be tired. Want to head back?”

Rosalie smiled, running her hand over Cameron’s head. Seeing how tense he was, she realized how much he had grown since they first met.

“I’m fine. Let’s go a bit further in.”

Only then did Cameron relax. “Alright. But Matriarch, if something feels wrong, you need to tell me.”

“Okay.”

Rosalie nodded, informed Gael and Julien, then stepped deeper into the forest’s shade.

Along the way, she spotted a cluster of herbs. With her healer skills now at level 3, their names and uses came to her instinctively. She gathered some that calmed the mind and improved circulation, plus a few others. Rosalie crouched and started digging.

She worked carefully, making sure not to damage the roots so their potency stayed intact.

After some time, the moment she straightened, her legs went numb and gave way. She cried out as she collapsed onto the ground.

Leaves rustled deeper in the forest, soft but noticeable. Before she could investigate, a large hand caught her by the waist and lifted her in a single motion.

She stumbled into Elijah’s broad chest, her nose bumping painfully against his firm muscles. A sharp sting shot through her, and she winced.

Elijah reached up to rub her reddened nose. His voice softened. “Did that hurt?”

Rosalie shook her head and glanced toward the trees. “Elijah, someone’s here.”

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Chapter 128 Blood on the Trunk

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Elijah’s expression hardened instantly. He barked, “Cameron, stay with her. There’s someone

out there.”

Cameron moved to Rosalie’s side, shifting into his beast form. Nine tails rose, bristling as a protective barrier. His sharp nose sniffed the air while his eyes scanned the underbrush.

Soon, Elijah ran back, shaking his head at her.

“No one.”

Rosalie squeezed one of Cameron’s tails. They relaxed, and she continued into the woods with both of them flanking her.

That way, if

anyone sprang out, they would take the first hit.

She surveyed the area. Indeed, no one appeared.

Her chest eased slightly. Perhaps Harris had made her this jumpy, but she had to be careful now with a baby inside her.

Then, from the corner of her eye, she spotted a faint smear on a tree trunk-blood, easy to miss.

She brushed a finger across it. Wet red stained her skin.

Rosalie’s expression tightened. She hadn’t imagined it. Someone had definitely been there. Not just her imagination.

The intruder had probably been observing them and was injured. When she realized this, they bolted quickly, leaving a streak of blood on the bark.

Elijah pressed his lips together and moved to investigate further, but Rosalie stopped him.

“Elijah, he’s already gone. Don’t chase him.

“If he came once,

he’ll come again. There’s no need to rush,”

Her reasoning made sense, so Elijah halted, scanning the woods warily.

They had gathered enough herbs. It wasn’t safe to linger any longer. Rosalie decided to return home.

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