"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 woke before the sun and pulled my arms from around Eliza. For a moment, I just watched her.


Her face was so soft and peaceful as she slept, hair curling around her soft features so perfectly. It was hard to pull away. I could have laid with her in my arms forever.


I kissed Eliza’s cheek and brushed my fingers lightly down her face.


I smiled to myself. She was perfect, and she was all mine.


Stretching, I threw some clothes on and nudged Abe’s tent. “Get up, sleepy. We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”


Abe groaned and I heard him shifting around.


While he got ready, I lit a fire and threw together a quick breakfast for us–a few fried eggs, some coffee, and bacon. It was the perfect energy boost we needed.


Abe crawled out of his tent and took the coffee I offered him. He guzzled it down and then devoured his breakfast. Afterward, he stood up and stretched, yawning like a fog horn.


Chapter 69 : Swallowed By Darkness