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 shrieked angrily, the edges of my vision tinting with red as I paced back and forth in front of my throne. I took some pleasure in the sharp clacking sounds that the bottom of my heels were making. It made me feel powerful. I counted the harsh clicks, feeling my anger simmering down ever-so-slightly. 


“That spineless coward,” I spat between my teeth. 


I pictured my brother in my mind. I had to admit that seeing him for the first time after over a decade had given me some kind of reaction in my chest. I recalled his devotion to me when we were children, the way he held my hand and vowed to keep me safe no matter what. He had promised to always be with me. 


And then he ran off with that little bitch. 


I took a deep breath in through my nose, but it did little to calm me. With another shriek, I turned and knocked a vase off of a nearby table, watching with satisfaction as it shattered into tiny shards all over the smooth floor. 


Chapter 44 : A Brother’s Betrayal