Chapter 130 Melted
Julien had never seen a female cry before. It melted his heart on the spot.
He was a bit at a loss, his voice softer than usual.
“Matriarch, why are you crying?
“Did I do something wrong?”
Rosalie let the tears fall in silence, and they just kept coming.
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Julien couldn’t free a hand to wipe them. One arm held her tight so she wouldn’t slip, so he could only bend a little and brush her salty tears away with gentle kisses.
Feeling those light, quick touches on her cheeks, Rosalie slowly stopped crying. The tips of her ears went pink.
Once he saw her settle, Julien stepped out of the water and set Rosalie down on solid ground, then finally let go.
He half-crouched, lowering his head below hers, and looked up at her as he asked softly, “Matriarch, what made you so upset?”
Rosalie glanced away, refusing to meet his eyes, and calmly told him about the weird thing Gael had done earlier.
Julien froze for a beat, then explained, “You said we should tell you everything.
“Gael said if we did this, you’d cool off. I listened to him. I didn’t think it would scare you.”
So that bizarre stunt from the two brothers had come from Rosalie’s words the other day. She regretted it now.
She spoke in a low voice. “No matter what, you can’t scare me like that.”
Julien caught her soft little hand and, almost like he was coaxing her, gave it a playful shake, then wrapped it in his broad palm and gave a gentle squeeze. His voice was warm and light as he said, “I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad, okay?”
Heat flared from Rosalie’s cars straight across her face, Julien was usually cool and quiet, barely spoke at all. It was Gael who always acted cute.
Seeing Julien drop his guard like this tugged hard at Rosalie’s heart. She melted.
She hummed softly. “I forgive you both. But don’t you dare scare me like that again.
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“And if anything big comes up, you tell me before you go, got it?”
“Okay.”
Julien tried it, lifting Rosalie’s hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it.
Right then, Elijah realized Rosalie still hadn’t come back and headed over.
He strode in, grabbed Rosalie right out of Julien’s arms, and pulled her into his chest.
Where Julien had kissed her still burned, especially her cheeks. The heat hadn’t faded yet.
Elijah looked down and took one glance at her face. Yeah, Julien definitely pulled something.
He cut a look at Julien’s bare torso and snorted coldly, “Still not wearing clothes? Is the house missing that one strip of beastman hide?” :
Julien gave a quiet, easy smile and shot back without missing a beat, “My body’s hot. She likes looking at it.
“Unlike someone who can’t step out the door without a layer of hide.”
That was a jab at Elijah’s build not measuring up to his. Elijah’s brows pinched, his whole aura turning dark. He dropped a hand to his shirt, ready to rip it off. A bodybuilding contest was about to kick off.
Rosalie jumped in fast, heading off a fight before it even started.
“Elijah, I’m starving. Let’s go eat breakfast.”
Elijah huffed through his nose, wrapped an arm around Rosalie, and turned to leave.
Maybe Julien had already talked to Gael, because after breakfast Gael stood in front of him with his head down, looking like a guilty cat.
“Matriarch, I didn’t think I’d scare
scare you. I’m sorry.”
Looking at the silly cat in front of her, if she didn’t know Gael’s flighty nature, she might’ve thought he did it on purpose.
But Rosalie was a grown female. She couldn’t hold a grudge against a little kitten. She rose on tiptoe and stroked the downcast cat head.
“Don’t do that again. I’ll let it go this time!”
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