"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 girl’s name was Sasha, and she hadn’t let go of my hand for the last eight days. 


Blonde, blue-eyed, and innocent, she had no idea what was going on or the level of carnage we’d left behind when I’d carried her out of the forest. Even now, she seemed oblivious, perfectly content in the arms of strangers as she sat in my lap on the ferry as we neared the port of Avondale. 


It was the closest we could get to Breles. We’d left the coast of Finadli from a small port town called Porthaven, and had been on the ferry for several days now. The journey out of Cedar Hollow had been a nightmare on every level. 


I’d come out of the woods within minutes of dropping from what felt like the sky onto the forest floor. I had a few broken ribs, that was for sure, and I had been in total shock, handing Sasha off to a stunned Adrian and Abigail before turning on my heel and walking back into the forest. 


Chapter 82 : I'm Coming for You