"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

It had been two days. Theo didn’t say much of anything else to me, and neither did I to him. 


We spent a lot of time in the library or the parlor, me looking for information and him… sulking. At least, that’s what it looked like to me. Maybe he was using the mind-link to communicate with leaders of nearby packs or had set up some sort of a network to relay information back to the castle. I honestly had no idea. All I knew for certain was that he wasn’t speaking to me.


I did my best to look around the pack house, trying to find information about what was going on with Raymond or figure out how to contact my parents, but both efforts were futile.


All I knew for certain was that Raymond wanted to take control of the pack, and in my father’s absence, he was acting like he was the Alpha.


It was dangerous, and I had to find a way to put a stop to it, sooner rather than later.


I wanted to discuss the situation with Theo, but I was still mad at him and didn’t want to be the one to beg.


Chapter 30 Who Am I to Wed?