Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 1

“In a few days, we will have all the money we need, and she will be one less problem for us to worry about.”

 

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The rain was beating down on me, and the pain in my body from pushing myself hard was agonizing. The burning in my lungs was becoming too much and my legs were cramping, but I knew I was in for far more pain if I didn’t make it on time.

 

Last time I was late by only two minutes, and I got beaten so hard that I couldn’t lay down for a week.

 

I only slowed down as I got closer to my father’s office, panting to catch my breath. The voice of my stepmother drew my attention.

 

“Harland, sweetie…In a few days, she won’t be our problem anymore.” The subtle smugness and malice in my stepmother’s tone made me instinctively aware that they were talking about me.

 

What did she mean?

 

My heart was pounding from the running and from what I had just heard, but I couldn’t help but quieten my footfalls as I listened.

 

I knew I shouldn’t be eavesdropping—anything I did without permission would come back to bite me. But her words made me stop in my tracks. I had to know more.

 

“…they’ll take her, and we’ll have the money.”

 

My eyes widened and my body began to shake uncontrollably.

 

What was she talking about?!

 

“Tick tock, Rosalie. You’re late again,” said a voice behind me.

 

I snapped my head around and came face to face with Derek’s sinister smile.

 

My stepbrother’s gray eyes were looking me up and down in my drenched clothes, as if he wanted to peel them off with his gaze.

 

Ever since he first met me when I was fourteen, he had been trying to lay his hands on me. I didn’t even want to know what he would’ve done had my stepmother not forced him to leave me alone—only because I was the one who had been making money for the family.

 

I tried my best to avoid Derek, and that no doubt angered him. That was probably why he got sick pleasure from seeing me chastised by my father or stepmother.

 

But at this point, Derek wasn’t my greatest concern.

 

I noticed that the voices in the office had fallen silent. They had heard what Derek said.

 

“Rosalie!”

 

My father’s voice set my nerves on edge. I was done for. I almost tried to flee, but I knew Derek would stop me.

 

Nothing like a good beating to end the night.

 

Gloating, Derek moved around me and pushed open the door.

 

a deep breath, suppressing my fear, not daring to look up at the

 

“Father…” my voice trembled.

 

a troublemaker, hiding and eavesdropping like a mouse,” My stepmother said with a smirk. “Who knows what

 

on us?” my

 

began to tremble uncontrollably. I knew how horrible my father could be when he was

 

lowered my head, afraid to look

 

to redirect his attention. “Here’s the money

 

was like nails

 

with just a few bucks? Not only are you late, you’re also eavesdropping… Looks like someone needs a little lesson,” she said, wrapping her long-manicured nails around my

 

father raised

 

Trembling, I bit my lips so that I would not scream out—screaming would

 

the expected pain

 

I felt my wallet being

 

money in hand,

 

father’s eyes told me that

 

wallet in one hand

 

many customers

 

Slap!

 

face, knocking me backward and

 

to the ground, hearing my father’s angry roar faintly over

 

dependent on you

 

my head and back like a heavy

 

arms and cried

 

a trance, and my vision began to

 

“Father… please stop…”

 

remember…

 

stepmother Isis. I used to be happy that my father found someone after my mother died, and she seemed to make him happy. I used to wish I could make her happy, too. I had naively hoped that, one

 

 

This money

Why did the moon goddess give her such a talent to begin with?”

 

cowered on the floor, looking at my father in fear, afraid he would raise his hand

 

morning. You know what the

 

expression turned from anger to amusement. There was

 

My stepmother looked back at me with a subtle smile. “Do tell her, Harland. I bet she will be excited about the news. I know

 

happy at this moment… it wasn’t for a

 

down to my level, and I couldn’t help but flinch backwards in fear. He raised his hand and pressed it on my head—which sent a shiver down

 

me. In fact,

 

but I remained silent waiting for my

 

the Alpha of Drogomor. It seems he is in need of a… maid, and is willing to pay a lot of money to

 

I gasped in disbelief.

 

me, as if

 

was terrified, shocked, and speechless. This couldn’t be

 

up. The look on Isis’s

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