"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

The next morning we were tangled up in the bed sheets together. I held Sasha to me, her back pressed comfortingly into my chest and her hips tucked and curved against mine. 


When she woke up, she tried to move but I held her fast. 


“I need to wash up,” she giggled while giving me a hug. 


“I’ll go with you,” I teased, kissing her neck. 


“We still have a lot to discuss with your mother,” she said and I felt my grip on her loosen. “The orb.” She reminded me and I grunted before smacking her backside. 


“Lucas!” she yelped, smacking mine in return.


“Sasha!” I growled and began to tickle her. She tried to hold it in but couldn’t control her laughter. I laughed as well and I was glad to feel that I was in a much better mood since dinner. 


“Breakfast is ready,” my mom’s voice called from the other side of the door.


Chapter 57 : Two Orbs are Better Than One