"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

Sophia stared at me for a long time while I felt as if I had a knot in my stomach that made me barely able to maintain my composure. 


What if she said no? Then who could I turn to?


It felt like ages had passed before she finally let out a breath and said, “Tell me what to do.”


As expected, Xavier sent for the sacred artifact in Sophia’s pack and then came to look for her. Sophia volunteered to perform the secret ritual using the dagger which greatly pleased the king and his Beta.


Everything was ready and the ritual would be performed the next day. Even though, logically, I knew I should get some rest to have full energy to face what fate would bring, I just could not stop tossing and turning. 


Perhaps I should head to the dungeon and give Theo a heads-up? No, no, that would be too risky. With the ritual tomorrow, the security would be tight and there would be no way of getting by unless I was authorized down there. 


Chapter 109: Bewitching Theo’s Mind