"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

Growling, I rolled my eyes. My chest felt bruised where she’d hit me. It was a strong punch. 


I still couldn’t figure out if she’d burst into tears because she was upset, because I’d hurt her, or because she was trying to distract me. Whatever the reason, she’d wasted no time in using my hesitation against me. 


Perhaps she was more dangerous than I’d considered before. All this time, I thought it was her secrets and her past that would cause trouble and bring danger. She had some of her own power too. 


“Calm down, Mila,” I hissed. “I’m not here about the damn box.”


“Y-you’re not?” she asked, creasing her brow. 


I sighed and shook my head. When I looked her over, pity swelled in my chest. This poor girl had never known friendship, love, or trust. She was so closed off and defensive, so mistrustful that she was suspicious of everyone and everything, even when they were trying to be nice to her. 


Chapter 17 : Everyone Deserves Happiness