Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Chapter 175
Chapter 175 The Anual
Rosalie’s POV
“Your mother would be proud of you,” Cerina said, standing next to me, looking over my mother’s tomb. This was for Ethan to hear to that we wouldn’t make him suspicious.
In my mindlink, however, I heard Cerina’s disapproval. “Your Majesty, this is too dangerous, Please reconsider performing the ritual!
“Cerina, I’ll be fine I haven’t been using my powers much recently.” I replied. I knew what she was worried about.
Ethan seemed to sense something, and he glanced toward me with a look that reminded me that it was time to leave. However, we were far from achieving the goal of this trip.
I needed 10 say something aloud so that Ethan wouldn’t suspect Cerina and I were conversing via mindlink, so I asked Cerina, “My father told me she died from disease and that they couldn’t let me go close to her body, but I’ve always wondered… what happened to her?”
Ethan walked over and demanded, “Rosalie, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”
Theld Rowan in my arms and insisted, “Ethan, I need to learn about my mother’s past! Rowan deserves to know his grandmother’s story too.” However, upon seeing his frustrated expression, I added, “Please?”
He stared at me for a moment and released my arm unwillingly. “Be quick.”
I nodded. “Cerina, could you tell me more about her? My father rarely mentioned her after she passed away…”
“Queen Willa gave up her life for the welfare of our pack.”
What Cerina said took me by surprise.
Cerina lowered her head and said a prayer. Then she turned to look at both me and Ethan.
“There was a terrible force that crept close to our land, and with them they brought an illness unlike anything we had ever seen before. So many of our people were dying, and it didn’t matter which medicines we used. Nothing worked,” Cerina replied with tears in her eyes.
I wasn’t sure what hardship had befallen Cerina at one point, but looking at her now as she gazed down at my mother’s grave, I could see the pain radiating through her.
“You lost someone?” I whispered.
Her eyes met mine with hesitation as she quickly blinked back the tears.
“I did,” she admitted. “I was a mother once before as well. My son would have been just a year older than you now. However, when the illness came, he was one of the first to go. A parent should never have to go through burying their own child.”
Broken. That was the feeling in my heart at that moment.
I looked down at Rowan. It was painful day and night without him in my arms. Being a mother myself, I couldn’t even dare to imagine what my High Priestess had gone through.
Shaking her head, she gave a meek smile. “No. It was too dangerous. She couldn’t risk your life or your father’s life….”
None of us interrupted her. Even Ethan was listening.
“She sent him a letter telling him that she never loved him, as well as some other things. She couldn’t tell him the truth. She thought it better that he hated her than know the truth.”
My eyes widened in shock as my breath caught in my throat. Was that why he never talked about my mother? All these years, he thought one thing, and because of it, my father treated me so cruelly..!
However, even then, he couldn’t bring himself to believe what she had done, and he only said that she was sick. Was my father so hurt that he couldn’t even tell me that my mother ran away?
She wouldn’t
breathed out, shaking my head. “Why would she do something like that?”
“Your Majesty,” Cenna replied, her hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me “She did it for you Queen Willa loved you more then mything alse in this world. The day that she came here was the hardest for her because she wanted to go back and get you”
“For me?1* i exclaimed. “How is that doing anything good for me?
Letting out a deep breath, Cerina’s eyes went back to Ethan for a moment. His brow narrowed, but he didn’t aay anything
Cerina smiled bitterly. “She did it to give you a normal life. She forbade us from reaching out to you. She had hoped that you wouldn’ t have to live through what she did and wouldn’t have to bear her burden. She wished for you to live your life simply and happily…”
I thought about my life. Ever since her death, I had been miserable and pathetic, and so was my father- until I went 10 the Drogomor pack.
“I wish she had brought me along…” I replied with tears in my eyes.
“Unfortunately, she didn’t expect that your father’s personality would change that much after her death. I’m sorry about that.”
I sighed. “Not your fault at all, Cerina.”
Cerina patted my back, and I looked down at Rowan, I wished I could stay here and mourn for my mother; however, I also knew why we had come there. I took a few seconds to recollect my thoughts and then I turned to Georgia,
“Georgia, would you hold Rowan for me for a moment while Cerina and I say a few words over my mother?”
“Of course!” She smiled eagerly, taking Rowan and kissing his chubby cheeks.
I kneeled down before the grave, which was part of the altar, and closed my eyes, seemingly saying a prayer so that Ethan could hear. “Mother, please guide me and help me…”
At the same time, I mindlinked Cerina. ‘Cerina, can we use this spot to perform the ritual?’
Yes, Your Majesty. But there is no telling if it will work.’
‘It will,’ I said firmly. It had to work.
Cerina was not convinced. ‘I still don’t think it’s a good idea.’
It is needed. We can’t win the war on our own. We need to work with Ethan-normal Ethan. This is my order, Cerina!’
James, Kal, and Madalynn were all waiting to take us down. Winter Forest pack wouldn’t survive their combined forces.
We needed to work with Ethan-not the ruthless, cruel, bloodthirsty Rogue King, but the kingdom’s guardian, the Alpha of Drogomor.
She sighed and gave in. ‘Yes, we can perform the ritual here. However, I must remind you that if you feel overwhelmed, you have to stop the ritual right away!’
I promised her, ‘I will. Now, please get everyone ready.’
‘Yes, Your Majesty!’ she answered.
I knew she mindlinked others to prepare for the ritual.
“Ethan, can you come here, please?” I called him.
His eyebrows arched over his still crimson eyes. “Me?”
I nodded. “Please? I want you to pray over my mother’s grave with me, too.”
He was surprised by my request, and he hesitated. I wasn’t sure whether it was because he thought the Moon Goddess had given up on him, or because he didn’t want to kneel before my mother.
“You are the father of her grandson…. It would mean a lot to me,” I tried to persuade him.
I saw him take a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking at the ground.