The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Promise

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Rosalie had never seen Leon cry before. It was only a single tear, yet it felt like his entire world had shattered in front of her.

Her chest softened, and she pressed her lips together. “Forget the letter of release for now.

“I’m not saying no to you. I just think it’s too fast.

“I always thought you hated me. I didn’t think you’d ever feel anything else.

“You said you loved me all of a sudden. I wasn’t ready for that.

“Give me a little time.

“Let me think it through.”

Her cheeks burned red as the words spilled out all at once. When she lifted her eyes, Leon was watching her with quiet tenderness.

“Of course, Matriarch,” he said softly. “We can take our time.”

“Then you should go,” Rosalie muttered. “I’m tired.”

She lay back down and shut her eyes, pretending to sleep. Her face felt hot, her heart pounding so hard she was sure he could hear it.

Leon leaned in close. His breath brushed her ear, warm and slow. “Goodnight, Matriarch,” he whispered.

The sound of his voice sent a spark through her nerves. The warmth spread through her body until her limbs went weak.

“Night,” she murmured, barely audible.

“System, am I running a fever?” Rosalie asked herself inside her mind.

“Host, your temperature is normal,” the system replied.

“The signs point to something else–infatuation.”

Rosalie screamed in her head for the system to shut up.

The next morning, she tried the pig stew Micah and the others had cooked. To her surprise, it tasted almost identical to hers.

Rosalie smiled. “This is amazing.

“With skills like this, you could take care of yourself even if I weren’t around anymore.”

Micah’s face went cold in an instant. His tone turned sharp. “Matriarch, that isn’t funny.

“I will always stay by your side. You’re not thinking of sending me away, are you?”

He turned his back, his shoulders tense. Rosalie sighed softly. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“Matriarch, I made you some corn oatmeal. Drink a little. It’ll warm your stomach.”

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Chapter 29 Promise

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The kitchen, once small and quiet, felt suffocating the moment a third person walked in.

Micah’s gaze locked on Leon, sharp and hostile. Leon didn’t so much as blink. His attention stayed fixed on Rosalie, his expression gentle but steady.

The memory of last night’s confession flickered through her mind. She coughed lightly before taking the bowl from him.

“Thanks,” she murmured.

Micah frowned, his jaw tight. Leon didn’t look away.

The air between them thickened until Rosalie could almost feel it pressing on her chest.

“I’m back, Matriarch, and I brought some wood,” a familiar voice called from the doorway.

Declan stepped in with a heavy bundle of firewood over his shoulder. He moved straight between them, breaking the tension like a blade through silk.

Rosalie exhaled, finally able to breathe again. But before she could step aside, Declan reached out and pressed his rough palm to her forehead.

“Matriarch, your head’s hot,” he said, frowning. “You might have a fever.”

He leaned in close. Too close. She could feel his breath on her skin, warm and heavy, and for a second her heart stopped.

Then a firm grip pulled her backward.

Rosalie lost balance and fell against Micah’s chest. His arm came around her, firm and protective, keeping her in place.

He glared over her shoulder at the other two men, his voice sharp as steel. “Enough.”

Declan crossed his arms, his tone cold. “She’s not yours alone, Micah. Maybe tone down the possessiveness.”

The three of them stood like a standoff in a drawing room, every glance loaded like a drawn weapon.

Rosalie spoke first, her voice cutting through the tension. “Declan, I promised you. After three months, I’d give you your letter of release.

“I’ve saved enough. We can do it today.

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