Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder by Alice Knightsky
Chapter 167 Try To Talk Sense Into Him
**Georgia’s POV**
“I can’t believe that worked,” I mumbled to myself, knowing that it was pure dumb luck Seraphine and Soren were able to get away with Rowan. Had Rosalie not sacrificed her own freedom for the others, I had no doubt Ethan would have killed Seraphine and Soren by the simple way he was acting towards Rosalie.
He had lost his mind for the last time, and even though he was my brother… I had no remorse for him about how Rosalie treated him. He had it coming.
Stepping through the brush, I came upon the area Rosalie and Ethan were arguing in. I was forced to watch a small piece of the conflict between Rosalie and Ethan, and as I had, I felt pure fear flood through me, unsure of whether I should help her.
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The anger that seeped off her, though, was like nothing I had ever felt before. It didn’t matter what crap Ethan gave her… she gave it right back. It was as if the moment she got her wolf, something new woke up from deep inside her. A powerful force awakened from years of slumber ready to take on anything thrown its way.
Deciding not to intervene, I disappeared into the shadows of the trees. I made myself scarce. The last thing I wanted to do was be present when Ethan completely lost his senses.
I didn’t want him to see me witnessing the moment they were having.
It would only anger him further, and there would be a chance he wouldn’t hold back on punishing me. I figured I liked my life way too much to let that happen, so I stayed out of it while providing a little help to my other brother and Seraphine.
Seeing Soren again was something I hadn’t expected for so long, and yet him coming back left a warm feeling in my heart. To know that after all these years, he was okay.
It was a relief, but at the same time, I was also angry that he was away for so many years and never had reached out to me. It would take time, but I knew that in a day or two I would get word of their safe arrival. Until then, I would have to have faith that Soren would protect Rowan, no matter the cost.
I sighed, my two brothers just needed to figure their sh*t out.
Making my way into camp, I thought about everything that had happened. I had long believed that Ethan’s way of handling things in his relationship with Rosalie was unhealthy.
She deserved better, no matter how much I loved my half-brother. So did Rowan.
It had been a few days since the incident with Ethan, and his attitude hadn’t changed. He was still the same devil that he had become since Rowan left. And his reign of terror had no boundaries.
“Georgia!” Paul called from outside my open tent, catching my attention. Turning to face Paul, I caught a glimpse of his fist as if he was holding something in it, and my eyes lit up.
“Is that-” I said, breathlessly, with a smile.
Stepping forward, Paul handed me a rolled up note and sighed, “If Alpha finds out I am bringing you your messages from outside the camp, he is going to have my head.”
Rolling my eyes, I smiled. “Stop worrying. Now go, before someone sees you. Tell Vicky I said thanks.”
Paul nodded his head, bowing slightly as he turned and quickly left my tent.
Opening the note, I let my eyes scan over Seraphine’s writing and I extracted three pieces of key information. First, they had gotten back to the palace, which was great news.
Second, however, Rosalie’s people were coming for her, and that was something Ethan wouldn’t be happy about.
Before Rowan’s escape, Rosalie’s people couldn’t identify our exact camp location as we kept moving. But now, due to the increased injuries and expanded territories from the recent battles and operations, it was no longer possible for us to hide such a large group without traces.
But at least we all knew this would happen sooner or later. Nothing surprising.
The third news, however, was bad. How the h*Il did Madalynn’s mate end up being Kai’s son Behar?!
I cursed under my breath.
Great, just great! What a f*uc*king mess we were in!
First things first, Ethan and the Winter Forest pack didn’t need to be enemies. One side was my family, and the other was my friends. It was really hard for me to pick sides. And then, mix in my two brothers’ sh*t. Then on top of that, we also knew James was after Rosalie, and Kai was after my i* * *t brother Soren, while Madalynn wanted to seek revenge from both Rosalie and Ethan and now that f*uc*king b*tch was mated to Behar…
Could the problems be more f*uc*king complicated?!
I paced back and forth trying to clear my mind. Alright, to make things simple, attack one issue at a time. Step one, Ethan needed to recognize who Rosalie really was. She was a queen, and one with a mighty force that could help bring down James, Kai, and Madalynn if the White Queen and the Rogue King could work together.
I just had to get Ethan on board with the plan, but that was easier said than done.
Preparing myself mentally, I went over the plan in my head.
Ethan, Rosalie, and the rest of us needed to take sanctuary behind the Winter Forest pack’s boundary. At least when we combined, we would be stronger in numbers, and Rosalie would be safe and reunited with her son.
Standing to my feet, I moved swiftly from the tent, heading for Ethan. The words I would say to him played over and over in my mind as my eyes wandered towards Rosalie’s tent as I passed it.
I longed to see her—but, I knew I wouldn’t be able to.
The warriors posted outside were on specific orders to allow no one to approach. So, I had to skip the idea of visiting her for now.
Stepping up to Ethan’s tent, I found him leaning over a makeshift table. He and Talon talked in hushed whispers as they went over the papers in front of them. No doubt more battle strategy plans.
“Ethan,” I said, straightening my back and preparing for the argument that was sure to follow.
His cold red eyes glanced up at me with an irritated expression. “What do you want?”
“May I have a moment of your time?” I asked him, watching as Talon met my gaze and smiled. “It will only take a moment.”
Ethan turned his gaze to Talon and nodded his head, gesturing for Talon to leave.
Before Talon exited the tent, I could tell he was a bit worried about me. When would he stop treating me like someone who needed his protection all the time? I was no less of a warrior than him.
Okay, maybe after I got my wolf. But still, I was quite confident in myself.
I made a face at him, and he shook his head with a smile, which made me lose my focus for a second. Talon… I really didn’t like that he had been treating me like his sister. Like Vicky.
“What do you want, Georgia?” Ethan asked as he took a seat in a chair behind the table. His question pulled me back to face my broody Alpha brother. I cleared my throat and got to the point. “I received word today that Rosalie’s people are on their way here. They want to work with us on the problem, but they want their queen.”
Ethan’s eyes narrow in anger at my words. “What the f*ck did you just say?”
‘Great. Here it comes.’ I internally groaned.
“Ethan, stop.” I sighed, not wanting to argue. “This is ridiculous. Your son is safe back with Rosalie’s people, and the time has come to let her go too.”
“That isn’t your place to say!” Ethan yelled, and I just shrugged.
“Don’t yell at me,” I replied. “Look around you, Ethan. Not only are rogues surrounding us, but so are military forces, and with our numbers dwindling, how do you expect to keep everyone safe?”
He stood to his feet, taking steps towards me. “She doesn’t belong to them. She belongs to me,” he growled in anger. “She is mine.”
“Ethan, do you ever want her back for real? If so, then f*uc*king be reasonable.”
“I have her here already,” he sneered.
I crossed my arms and nodded. “Uh-um, so why haven’t you dared to speak to her for days?”
He didn’t answer and just growled. Others might have been afraid of him, but I wasn’t. “Have you really thought this through? If you really hurt or kill her people, do you think there would be any possibility for you two to get back together?” He was about to say something, but I interrupted. “Before you deny it, let me finish. I meant, you two get back together for real, not just holding her shell here. Stop thinking you are always in charge. She is a queen, whether you want to accept it or not, and those people are coming here for their leader. Instead of fighting it, try embracing it.”
My words seemed to fall on deaf ears as he stood staring at me. The swirling black and red abyss of his eyes shined down at me as if there was something he wanted to strike me for because of how I was acting, but instead, he internally battled about it.
“How are you getting in contact with the outside world beyond these boundaries?” he growled, stepping closer, causing me to step back.
“That’s none of your business, Ethan,” I retorted. “I have my contacts just like you have yours.”
“You’re betraying me just like the others, aren’t you!” he roared in anger. “All of you are!”
“What the f*uc*k are you talking about? We are not like your f*uc*king cousin!” I yelled in frustration.
The conversation I wanted to have with him was getting nowhere. He was so stuck in his beliefs that everyone was out to get him that he couldn’t even see the truth if it were to smack him in the face.
“If you don’t get your sh*t together, Ethan, you are going to lose her, and you’re going to lose Rowan as well. Is that seriously what you f*uc*king want?” As if my words had some kind of pull on him, his eyes widened, and he snapped out of the unhinged state he was in. Stepping back, he stared at me. His mind seemed to reel from my words.
“No-” he mumbled, shaking his head. “They won’t leave me. Rosalie, and my son won’t leave me.”
Sometimes I didn’t know why I bothered to try to talk sense into him. At one point in my life, the things I did were for Ethan. Now, though, I thought what I had been doing was for Rosalie.
She didn’t deserve this kind of life or treatment, and neither did Rowan.
“Let me talk to her before things get messy?” I asked him with a sigh. “The last thing that needs to happen is for innocent and unnecessary blood to be shed because of your stupidity and stubbornness.”
“No.” His decision was final on the matter. He stood with a stern glare upon his face.
“What? What do you mean no, Ethan? This is important!” He moved as he stepped past me and headed towards the entrance to his tent.
“If anyone is going to talk to Rosalie, it’s going to be me.”