"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

Frustration boiled through my veins just thinking about Theo and how unreasonable he was acting, insisting on going back to the castle right now when my pack had such a crisis on our hands. 


He, of all people, should have understood the importance of serving one’s people.


My feet carried me to the pack house not far away from my home. Mom and Dad had decided that we wouldn’t live in an enormous building. Instead, we had been living in a smaller home with more privacy for the three of us, and the pack house was only used for meetings and events. 


Running directly into the pack house right now may not be a good idea. Like Theo said, if this was a trap, there could be danger awaiting me. I decided that I’d stay near the building and see what I could find. 


I’d just walked over to my favorite willow tree in the garden when I heard low voices coming from beyond the row of hedges across from me.


Chapter 29: He Kissed Me Again!