"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 looked around the college campus as I left my advisor’s office. There were so many students on the walking paths, a few riding bikes. They chatted and carried books as they went to class.


Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by nostalgia. My heart ached for my dorm and my friends.


I turned down a different path and headed to my dorm.


I still had my keys in my backpack. I ran my hand over the brass room number and smiled. This room used to be home.


I thought about knocking. More than two months had gone by. Maybe Amanda had gotten a new roommate or moved out….


I took a deep breath and let myself in.


Amanda sat, hunched over her desk. She ran her finger along the page of a book, her eyes squinted. Wait, was she studying? Did that mean we really were in an alternate reality?


Amanda paused and looked up. “Sasha!?” She covered her mouth with her hands.


Chapter 101 : Visits with Old Friends