Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 8

**Rosalie POV**

A few days had gone by since I had been brought to my room.

The first moment I stepped into it, I was in utter shock over how beautiful it was, and the fact that he was asking me to stay here.

Well… he wasn’t really asking me himself. In fact, I had not seen him since the day he left the hospital.

It was a sunny day, and the clear blue sky was lovely. It reminded me of that pair of dangerous yet captivating eyes of his.

The cold-hearted Alpha of Drogomor, Ethan… and my master.

It had been two weeks since I last saw him. A part of me longed with curiosity to see him again, but yet… I was also terrified.

Shaking my head, I tried to brush off the thoughts about him. I should have been happy that I didn’t have to face that scary man.

“Rosalie!”

Knocking at the door drew my attention. As I stood from the small chaise in the room, I watched Vicky enter.

“Good morning! I just wanted to make sure they brought your breakfast already.”

She saw the almost-still-full plate, and sat down next to me.

“Did you not like toast? I can ask them to bring something else.”

She was worried about me, I could tell. Not because I was the breeder, but because she truly treated me as her friend.

“Vicky, the toast was tasty.” I gave her a smile. “Thank you for making it for me. I just didn’t have a large appetite… Sorry!”

I was still hesitant about a lot in this place, but at least I had Vicky and Estrella, who didn’t make me feel so afraid anymore.

“You gotta stop saying ‘sorry’, miss!”

She raised her voice intentionally, and pretended to be scolding me. Then a big smile appeared on her face. Vicky always had a lovely way to cheer me up.

“Okay, Vicky! Thank you, really.”

I could not be more grateful for what she had done for me.

“Oh, Talon will actually be by soon to fetch you. Not sure why, but he said just to let you know he was coming. ”

I nodded. Talon had been checking on me almost every day, and I had gotten used to his visits. He normally stayed far enough away for me to feel comfortable. It was hard to believe that the second-in-command of the Drogomor pack was a well-mannered gentleman.

“Here, I brought you some new clothes! Try them on for me!”

Vicky was excited for dress-up, apparently, but I was a bit confused and curious now.

When Talon came to visit, he didn’t need to notify me ahead of time. I was always in my room.

So why did Vicky come to dress me up… unless they wanted me to meet with someone…?

…Ethan?

heart skip a beat. The touch of his finger, his beautiful

when I remembered the way he was watching me. Yes, I was under

be giving

replied, still

trying to make me feel better, but it didn’t help. It wasn’t what I wanted in my

simple dress. It was comfortable, yet it

about

she gave me a

waited, the more my nerves

window. Pack Drogomor was

there ever be a day I could run free and feel the soft

“Rosalie…”

my breath hitch. Slowly turning around I saw him

“Are you ready?”

didn’t know what was happening, so how

yes…” My feet moved

best to make me feel at home, and even Talon, stern as he was, had been respecting me

of two large white wooden doors. As he pulled the door open, I came face to face with someone I thought

My father.

seconds to realize that I wasn’t dreaming. It had only been two weeks, but

mind about selling me? Did he

“Father…”

was the least I had expected, and I didn’t know what else to

“Rosalie…”

first glance, my father looked calmer than I had ever seen him. Yet behind his eyes was something else. “I got word that you are unsure about being a

was doing, not to tell me that he missed me,

Rosalie, wake up. Your

vanished

my memories of my life since my mother passed away. I had started to accept that the home I used to call home wasn’t the

when I saw my father again, I immediately tried to fool myself into believing that he

though I so wished to believe the lie— reality always brought me back

father, the one whom I had loved, feared, and tried to take care of for years. I always told

in his eyes, there wasn’t sorrow or sadness. Only frustration

knees begging for his forgiveness, and then most likely would have received some beating before being released to my room. But for some reason, I didn’t feel like there was any reason

me I was to be a

but I was so tired of being lied to. I just

to be!” my father yelled at me,

I saw how the fear flooded my father. Talon wasn’t

quickly changed,

wants a breeder, and I must have got things mixed up…” my father began to say until Talon cleared his throat. “Okay—I lied, okay… but only because I

like the first time in years, I realized that I was not afraid of him

he added unwillingly, glancing

anger

I didn’t have a say in anything, and yet here he

I whispered, my eyes full of tears. I

“Rosalie… Please.”

to his knees in front of

and terrified me. I took a

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