Alice Knightsky

"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

Stone walked me out of the diner to a waiting car. He carefully got me into the back seat, protecting my head from getting bumped as though he were a police officer securing a suspect.


I felt cared for a little bit at least. I soaked it up, wondering if he’d be this caring once we arrived at our new location.


With a swallow, I watched Stone get into the driver’s seat. What was it they always said about kidnapping? ‘Never go to the second location’?


The car engine turned over and I realized it was too late. I gripped the armrest, my knuckles going white with fear.


Stone looked in the rearview mirror and gave me a reassuring smile. “Everything’s going to be okay from now on, Sasha.”


Chapter 122 : The Safehouse