"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 glared icily at Ciana and Sophia. They cowered before me and I smirked as I started to remove my gloves. 


At the last minute, I caught Ciana’s eye. She was afraid of me for a moment, but I chuckled lightly again and I could tell she understood. She gave a slight nod. 


I rounded on my father and jumped at him. 


“What is this!?” Sebastian snarled. He glared at me, then pointed at Sophia. “I told you to kill that witch!”


“I’m not going to do that, Father,” I snarled, holding my hands out toward him. 


“You filthy little witch! How dare you lie to me and go against my orders?” Sebastian roared, pointing at Sophia. He backed away as I stalked toward him. 


I wasn’t going to let him get away this time. 


“You refused to help Warren. Why would I do anything to help you?” Sophia asked, her shrill voice breaking through the air. “You could have just been a decent father for once, then you might not be in this situation.”


Chapter 110: This Can’t Be Happening