"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

What was going on? What did I do? Why did he look at me like that?


Immediately, I lowered my head to look at the floor and murmured in my head, “Do not look up. Avoid eye contact. Goddess, please, just let me go unnoticed…” 


I really, really wanted nothing to do with him.


Unfortunately, no matter how much I wished the opposite, I heard footsteps approaching. It only took a few seconds for a pair of high-end leather shoes to appear in front of me, and I could sense that I was enveloped in the prince’s shadow.


My heart was racing as I held my breath. 


And then I heard him ask, “Dyan Emstream of the Zabra pack?”


He didn’t come for me, but the girl I was next to.


I quietly let out a long breath of relief and almost laughed at myself. It was silly of me to scare myself to death like that. 


“Ye… yes, Your Highness?” Dyan answered. She was beautiful, with straight black hair and beautiful amber eyes.   


Chapter 4: Blade of the Dark Prince