"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

My heart flooded with warmth and I took Soren’s hand. He squeezed my fingers and smirked. With a sharp tug, he pulled me along.


We caught up with Enzo and Payne by the front door.


“It shouldn’t be too difficult to find the herbs, right?” I asked.


Enzo shrugged. “I know some good places to look. But there’s been a lot of rain…”


“Lead the way.” Payne pointed toward the door.


Enzo led us out to the front yard. The ground was soggy and squishy under my feet, oversaturated with water.


Water still drizzled around us but it was more like a mist than a rain shower. Natural mist, not magical mist.


We walked toward the mountains where the Moon Goddess temple had been. I moved a little closer to Soren, remembering what happened the last time we were there.


Enzo’s curse pulled me from my thoughts.


“The road ahead is washed out. The only way around is to wade through that flooded lowland over there.”


Chapter 100 : Prepare for the Worst