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

“We’ll have the palace all to ourselves,” Stone went on, his eyes sparkling with crazy glee. “We can have as many children as we want.”


“That sounds great,” I said, setting the table for us. 


Stone had been rather doting the first couple of days, but now he expected me to wait on him like he was already my king.


It made me feel a lot less bad about what I was about to do… not that I felt more than a twinge of guilt anyway.


Stone had started having big thugs hang around, and I wasn’t sure if that was to protect me or to keep me inside. At any rate, the big thugs came with quite a few subduing measures, including ketamine.


All I had to do to get some was to hang out with them for a while and chat with them, make them feel I was completely comfortable with them and the plan, just like with Stone.


A few drinking games that I refereed as I couldn’t drink got me the chance to pocket a vial. They had enough of the stuff that it wasn’t missed, which was a relief.


Chapter 127 : The Vow