"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

The bathroom was locked from the inside. The shower ran full force, and cool mist came from under the door. 


I took a few deep breaths to cool my mind down, but it wasn’t easy. What happened just now played in my head over and over, sending waves of heat through my body. 


What was I thinking? Seducing a royal prince while he was drugged? What was wrong with me?


I covered my face with my hands and was mortified. 


Ever since our kiss at Warren’s summer home, we barely touched that topic. I felt I’d done enough to show him how I felt about him, and I thought he cared about me. But even to this day, he’d never told me how he felt about me.


Thinking about what just occurred, my heart swelled with both bitterness and sweetness, and I just didn’t know which one I felt more. 


I couldn’t bring myself to see him suffer, and I was willing to do whatever I could to provide him relief. Yet, he’d rather bear his painful desire than be with me. 


Chapter 104: An Unexpected Help