Chapter 21 The Other Beastman
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She kept going. “He was covered in blood, looked terrifying too. But he had silver hair and didn’t seem like he was from around here. And he was handsome…”
Grace drifted way off course. Rosalie thanked her fast and sent her out.
House of Delicacies. So this world actually had a restaurant.
Rosalie had honestly thought everyone here lived on nothing but plain boiled meat.
Rosalie planned her next trip to the bazaar. She wanted to visit the House of Delicacies and maybe track down that silver haired beastman Grace had mentioned.
The little wolf cub clung to her leg. “Rosalie, I want more of the sweet fruit.”
Rosalie smiled at him. “Alright. I’ll get some from my room. Stay here and wait.”
She pushed open the door.
Before she could step inside, a lean arm grabbed her hard and pulled her in. A firm hand caught her wrist and slammed her against the wall.
Her heart raced like it was trying to escape her chest. A pair of glowing eyes stared right into hers.
It was him.
Cameron’s lashes flickered. His eyes were filled with pain.
“Matriarch,” his voice cracked, “you’re really releasing me?”
His breath brushed against her face, warm and sweet like smoke and honey. Rosalie straightened her shoulders. “It’s called a letter of release,” she said coldly. It’s not the same thing.”
“Can you not do it?”
He gritted his teeth, forcing out every word.
“No,” she said, her tone cutting.
Cameron’s eyes turned red. “Then why Micah? Why him and not me?”
Rosalie froze. So he already knew. Heat rose in her cheeks. “That’s between me and Micah,” she snapped. “It has nothing to do with you.”
The big fox let go, defeated. Tears spilled down his face hitting the floor one by one. His ears appeared, sofi and trembling, folding low against his head.
“So you want Micah,” he said bitterly. “You don’t want m
“You even have a cub now. You never wanted to have on with me, did you?”
Rosalie blinked, stunned. “What are you talking about?” he had no idea what his mind was doing.
Her eyes lingered on his ears, pale and velvet–soft. His cubs would probably be just as adorable.
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Chapter 21 The Other Beastman
She caught herself staring.
Cameron let out a low, broken sound. “Matriarch, say something.”
Rosalie searched for words. Cameron’s feelings were neser love. They were confusion and habit.
“Cammo,” she said softly, “I once cut your fur and made it into a scarf. Do you remember that?”
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Cameron froze in place. Rosalie’s voice stayed calm, but her words cut sharp. “You shouldn’t let go of hate. What you feel for me isn’t real affection.
“So don’t ever bring it up again.”
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