"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 fog closed around me like a blanket. I had to admit, thick fog was the best way to stay hidden and move unnoticed through a creepy village like Miltern. 


My feet seemed to know exactly where to go as I moved closer to the center of the village and the Central Temple. 


I hesitated and glanced back toward the hotel. It was completely hidden in the fog. 


I snuck off again. I couldn’t help but feel uncertain about neglecting to tell Soren I was leaving.


Soren had been nice to me and saved my life. What if he could help me?


Shaking my head, I kept forging through the fog. 


“Get a grip, Mila,” I muttered to myself. 


Soren could play the “nice guy” all he wanted but he had secrets and ulterior motives. 


I sniffed. And he accused me of being the secretive one! Hadn’t he made some big deal with his men about not prying into anyone’s past? Why did he feel the need to pry into mine?


Chapter 16 : Don't Come any Closer