"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

He was there, just twenty feet in front of me.


Automatically, I smiled at him and started toward him. Relief swept through me, seeing him alive and well. He didn’t look wild, crazy, or dangerous like I’d expected him to.


The bond between us was still strong. I knew he felt it too. The look on his face told me he felt exactly what I felt.


Each step felt like I was floating toward him, my entire body aching to be in his arms.


Just as I got close enough, he scoffed and shook his head.


Waving at me dismissively, Lucas turned and walked down the path.


“Hey, wait.” I tried to run after him and catch him.


Lucas ignored me completely. He didn’t even look in my direction.


“Wait. I’m trying to talk to you. Look, I know this is awkward but we have something to talk about.”


He still ignored me, turning down a side street. I wasn’t familiar with this city, but I wasn’t going to let him get away.


Chapter 83 : Dangerous Encounters