"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

Sasha was unusually quiet as we drove back to the mansion. I reached across the seat and took her hand in mine.


Sasha sighed. “I know you don’t want to confront the Lycaon Church, but right now, they’re our only lead to Morianne and our baby.”


“It’s not that I don’t want to. I just don’t trust them.” I glanced toward Sasha. She looked so down and upset. I wanted to do something to make her feel better.


“Of course, you don’t trust them. I don’t either. But we’re running out of options.” Her voice hitched ever so slightly.


“Sasha, we haven’t run out of options. I don’t want to run headlong into anything with the church because we think it is our only choice.”


Sasha scoffed. “Do you even want to get our child back!?”


I slammed the brakes on, the car screeching to a halt. Sasha gasped and stared at me, wide-eyed. I narrowed my eyes slightly at her.


“How can you even ask me that? Everything I have done has been about protecting you and our child.”


Chapter 108 : On Our Own