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 returned again from Goddess knows where. I just knew he’d been out working on and plotting the vengeance he kept talking about.


He talked about it more and more as the days went on, and a disturbing spark of madness lit his eyes now.


I realized I couldn’t stay. I didn’t know what role the baby and I were to play in this passion play of his, but I wanted no part of it.


Still, it wasn’t as though I could just walk out. Stone would come after me, and I reasoned that he’d also be decidedly less friendly when he found me.


So I watched. And I waited. And I pretended to Stone that everything was alright.


“So,” I said casually over dinner one night. “I keep hearing talking about ‘Morianne’ now and again. Is she part of your plan as well?”


“I only ask because it sounds like she has a role in all this,” I continued quickly.


Chapter 125 : Playing Along