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

“It’s time, Eva,” I told my sister as a fire crackled in the living room fireplace.


She lounged on the couch, reading, and I stood by the mantle, mesmerized by the flickering flames.


“I don’t know, Rion, the kids are still so young.”


I scoffed. “They’re teenagers now. Besides, we agreed that once the beach house construction was finished, we’d organize a vacation for the whole family there.”


I heard Eva sigh behind me. Even though we agreed, we both knew that returning to Hestia’s island and the treasure had its drawbacks.


Were the kids old enough to understand? We still didn’t know what other dangers Hestia had hidden away.


“Construction wraps up in a month, just in time for summer.” I pulled my eyes from the fire and looked at my sister.


She had a frown on her lips and a crease in her brow. “Alright. If you’re sure it is time….”


Chapter 153 : Family History