"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 watched the way Morianne gripped her walking stick. She held it tightly, keeping it close to her body, but she never leaned on it. Even when she was walking, the stick had tapped along beside her but she wasn’t using it like a cane. It was just a prop.


If I could snatch her walking stick away, maybe Sasha could get her powers back. Maybe, if I challenged her and brought everyone else’s attention to the walking stick, she’d be forced to admit it. The guards could get her to turn it over.


“No matter,” Xander said. “You’re going to be detained and held in a prison cell until you change your mind.”


Xander jumped to his feet. “What is the meaning of this!?”


A tremble shot through Sasha, and I glared at The Immortal as he strode into the throne room like he was the king himself.


Chapter 90 : A Dark Prophecy