"On the bed." My new master, the Alpha of Drogomor, commanded.

I walked toward the bed, naked, ashamed, and full of tears.

I was about to lose my virginity, but it meant nothing to the man who was going to take it.
***
I am Rosalie, 20 years old, sold to the most terrifying alpha by my own father.

"You're nothing to me but a breeder." he said to me cruelly.

I had long known that my love for him was hopeless and foolish. However, I was naïve to think that was the end of the story.

Once the baby is born, I will be put to death.
***
People thought I was dead, but I survived.

"It's you!" He grabbed my hand, and his eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. "Come back to me, Rosalie."

"Sorry." I calmly looked back at him, "but I think you've got the wrong person."

Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder

All of sudden, the body weight on me was lifted, and my wrists were released. 


Almost at the same time, a soft blanket was thrown over my body. 


My gaze went to his face as he propped himself up on the bed. His expression seemed distant, and maybe a little concerned—I wasn’t sure. 


Then I watched as he pulled back and pick up his clothes. 


I could see the broadness of his back, the curves and firmness of every muscle. There was nothing but power radiating off of him. He was the largest, yet finest man I had ever seen. 


As he buttoned his shirt, I realized what a coward I was. 


No, I couldn’t fail this task. I couldn’t disappoint him. I had to do this!


If I didn’t, what would happen to my pack, my father... and me?


Panic rose in me. I got up as quickly as I could and grabbed the bottom edge of his shirt before he got the chance to tuck it back in. 


Chapter 10 : Complicated Tasks