"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

Inside Elmorn, I left the car and went on foot. The wedding was a few days off. I still had the “Save the Date” notice Sasha’s mother gave me folded neatly in my pocket. I had some time to kill and I planned to find Sasha before the wedding could happen.


Even though it was a few days away, the venue was nearby and getting set up. I figured I’d check it out and see what it looked like before tracking her down.


My plan wasn’t exactly to walk through the front door. I knew I’d have to be sneaky and creative.


“And where do you think you’re going?”


I froze as the familiar voice of the crazy priestess echoed around me.


Stiff as a board, I forced myself to turn toward the sound.


Chapter 67 : Stealing the Bride