"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

Lucas’s arms were tense and firm around me. He was still breathing heavily, his chest pressing against me with each inhale. He was trying to be calm for my sake, I knew it, but his emotions were finally showing.


I wrapped my arms around him and leaned my weight against him. My heart sank as I thought about the conversation I’d heard. It sounded like Xander wasn’t going to do anything at all.


I had thought Lucas wasn’t willing to act, but after seeing him throw the phone across the room, I knew he was just as upset as I was. He just didn’t want me to see it.


“I’m sorry, Sasha. I shouldn’t have lost my temper like that.”


“It’s okay, Lucas. You’re upset. That’s normal in a situation like this. I’m glad you finally let me see your emotions.” I tipped my head up and looked deeply into Lucas’s eyes.


I could see all his chaotic emotions there–anger, frustration, grief, upset. I put my hand against his cheek.


Chapter 109 : Joining the Church