"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 pressed my thumbs upward, gouging at Donovan’s eyes. “Get OFF me, you sick bastard!” I shouted.


Donovan reared back, trying to avoid being blinded. “You bitch!” he roared, slapping me across the face.


My head bounced on the floor and I began to see stars. “No,” I said, but my movements became uncoordinated.


Goddess, I couldn’t let him mark me. I couldn't let him win. I couldn't give up now. I shook my head, trying to clear the dizziness. My eyes met his and I saw the fury burning in them. He charged at me like a bull, his arms outstretched.


I rolled out of the way, narrowly avoiding his attack. Donovan stumbled a few steps and turned to face me again. I scrambled to my feet, keeping my eyes on him. I knew I had to end this fight fast. I couldn't afford to let him get the upper hand again.


Chapter 27 : Dueling