"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

James’ question caught me off guard. “What do you mean?”


“You know what I mean,” he sighed. “Talon took the witness away to talk to him in private the other day. Why?”


“Because the man was overwhelmed by all the people in the room,” I explained.


I knew there was no point in arguing about it. Not only because James was a competent king, but also because he knew me well– he knew us well.


I sighed and looked away. “One person’s word wouldn’t have been enough to leap to any conclusions. I didn’t want to cause panic or suspicion in the room.”


“I understand that. That’s why I didn’t say anything there.”


“What are you going to do about it?” James asked.


“This is between me and him,” I said quietly.


“It might just be personal before, but now, as you are aware, things are not going well in our border packs. The people are suffering. This troubles me.” 


Chapter 66 Little Love Birds