"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

I wasn’t sure where I was going or what I was planning to do, but I wanted the fresh air in my lungs to clear my mind. 


After I’d been outside for a few moments, the bitterness in my chest seemed to be relieved to a degree. I let out a sigh. I didn’t even understand why I felt the strange need to see Theo or talk to him.


At this point, I didn’t owe him anything, and he’d granted me freedom. I’d gotten what I wanted, and there was no reason to be upset.


Yes, I would comply with Prince Theo’s wishes and leave the castle— after I went to see his animals and tell them a proper goodbye. I had become close to them, especially that silly snake of his. 


Just then, before I could even make it to his zoo, I heard a thud, sounded like something fell on the ground. 


What happened? I changed my path to check it out in case someone needed help.


Chapter 61: The Wrong Prince