"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 how long I’d been in the garden of Lena’s creation. I spent what felt like hours screaming her name into the sky, trying to mind-link with her, and tearing the place apart to get her attention. But no matter how much destruction I caused to the shop that housed her painting supplies, or even the bark and branches I’d stripped off the weeping willows, the second I turned my back, everything went back to the way it was, totally untouched. 


I could have been here for days, weeks… I didn’t know. I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t even tired and found myself lying down in the grass and closing my eyes out of sheer boredom rather than exhaustion. But I needed to get out, and soon. There had to be a way. 


Chapter 73 : Go Back!