"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 wasn’t sure what to expect when returning home. From my understanding, it had been about two months since I was there. I hoped Brady hadn’t gotten a roommate or moved my stuff.


“Lucas, welcome back,” Brady greeted, coming down the front steps. He grabbed my hand and I shook his vigorously, clapping me on the shoulder.


“Sasha, you look amazing for someone who’s been in a coma for months.” Phoebe ran down the stairs and hugged Sasha.


We all greeted each other and exchanged hugs. It was good to be back with the people that knew us and that we had real relationships with.


“I’m really sorry for what happened,” Phoebe said. She hugged Sasha again.


I saw the smile Sasha plastered on her face. It was tense and tight, but she was putting on a good face.


I slipped my arm around her shoulders and held her closer. Just under the smile, I knew there was a torrent of emotion ready to break free.


Chapter 100 : Starting Over Again