"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 realized quite suddenly that something was off about this place. I’d been following the orbs of light through the forest for what felt like ages. At first, I daydreamed. I went over my argument with Lena on the beach and the storm that had come out of nowhere. 


I was going to ask her to marry me, but not there. Had her demonic little cousin not ratted me out for having a ring, I would have waited until the perfect moment and gotten down on one knee. 


But I’d thought, at least at the time, that a discussion beforehand was the right thing to do given the situation. She knew I had the ring, so why not make my intentions clear and give us both a chance to talk about a probable future instead of just springing the question on her? 


Chapter 69 : In the Builder's Garden