"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 crossed my arms and sneered at Donovan. “What do you want?”


He might not have had his memories from the other realities, but I knew the kind of man he was. Deep down, I doubted he was that different from one reality to the next.


“I just wanted to say hi.” Donovan held up his hands in surrender.


I scoffed and shook my head. “No need. I’m just going to take a cab and get back to Lucas, my mate.”


I turned away from him. Donovan grabbed my arm.


“Wait, please, Sasha, I want to apologize.”


“Yeah. About everything that happened between us.” He bowed his head.


It actually looked like he was remorseful, but for what? Other than telling Lucas he was playing the “long game” with me, he hadn’t done anything bad in this reality. At least, not to me directly.


“I’m sorry, Sasha. I never should have messed around with that orb. I know where the future orb is and I can make it up to you.”


Chapter 102 : We'll Always Find Each Other