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 awoke wrapped securely in Rion's arms, his muscular chest pressed against my back and his face nuzzled into my hair. His steady breaths tickled the nape of my neck. As an early morning breeze blew gently through the open balcony doors into our chambers, I smiled contentedly.


This was my favorite way to wake up—entangled with my beloved mate. After so many years together, I still relished the intimacy of skin against skin. I caressed Rion's arms, which encircled my waist. He inhaled deeply and soon his lips found that sensitive spot below my ear that never failed to make me shiver.


I turned in his arms to face him. His hair was endearingly mussed and his gray eyes still heavy with sleep. But they lit up as he gazed at me. "Good morning."


"Is it still morning?" I teased. "We might have slept half the day away."


Chapter 156 : Mate Bond