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

Hunter gave a hearty cry, jarring me from sleep. It hadn’t even been an hour.


“I can go,” Lucas mumbled sleepily.


“No, he probably wants a snack,” I grumble. “I don’t think you can help with that.”


Lucas rolled over to face me and pouted. “I want a snack.”


“Goddess no, Lucas! Hunter will have both our heads!” But I still managed to laugh.


Lucas kissed my cheek as I stood. “Alright. You go see to Hunter. I’ll be here, jealous of my own son.”


I snorted and made my way to Hunter’s nursery.


Hunter was wailing as though the end of the world was coming, even though not an hour ago I’d changed his diaper and rocked him back to sleep. Now, I was sure he wanted to eat.


“Alright, alright, little man. Where’s the fire?” I mumbled, sweeping Hunter up in my arms.


I sat down in the rocking chair in the corner of the nursery and lowered the strap of my nightie to feed my son.


Chapter 135 : A Thief in the Night