"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 took a half step back from the crystal coffin and shook my head. She was perfectly preserved in there…


When the shock wore off, I approached the coffin again and looked down at the woman inside. Her eyes were closed and she looked peaceful. She was stunningly beautiful and she’d been dressed in an expensive, silk dress. Her hair was brushed and it looked like she had makeup on. 


She was holding a bouquet of white flowers that were also preserved in the crystal with her. 


The way she was preserved and the care taken to keep her looking beautiful. The coffin, the tomb, the eerie lighting, the magic to preserve her. None of that was cheap at all!


Who was this woman? Chandler clearly cared about her, even loved her. He wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to do this for just anyone. 


Chapter 84 : We Have an Understanding