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

I woke up to Rion shaking me awake the next morning. It was still before dawn and dark enough to see a few of the stars in the gray sky. I shivered in the cold as I looked up and saw the tips of the trees, then remembered I was back in the woods. 


I groaned, already missing the bed that I had grown so accustomed to. It had been so cozy sleeping in the house, and the woods seemed so uncomfortable in comparison. 


I grunted as I shifted in my sleeping bag. 


It was so warm, I didn’t want to move.


“We need to get moving,” he said. That time he spoke in a warning tone that sent a shiver down my spine. 


I rolled over and got up on my hands and knees, but remained in the sleeping bag. I wanted to stay in it for as long as possible. 


No such luck–he grabbed me by my shoulders and hoisted me up so I was on my feet. I tugged myself out of the sleeping bag until I stood outside of it. He gave me a dirty look. 


Chapter 22 : A Deal with His Ex