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?

a beat. The touch

chills crept over my spine when I remembered the way he was watching me. Yes, I was under his

breeder isn’t necessarily a bad thing. You will be giving life to the next Alpha of this pack,

replied, still unsure

didn’t help. It

finished changing into a simple dress. It was

think about

head, I watched as she gave me a reassuring smile, then disappeared from the

I waited, the more my nerves got the best

window. Pack Drogomor was located at the edge of the forest. The vast green surrounding us would bring peace to any

run free and feel

“Rosalie…”

Slowly turning around I saw him

“Are you ready?”

know what was happening,

yes…” My

back to health. Estrella and Vicky tried their best to make me feel at home, and even Talon, stern as he was, had

followed him down the corridors until we arrived in front of two large white wooden doors. As he pulled the door open, I came face to

My father.

took me a few seconds to realize that I wasn’t dreaming. It had only been two weeks,

selling me? Did he come to

“Father…”

stood there. It was the least I had expected, and I didn’t know

“Rosalie…”

him. Yet behind his eyes was something

he wanted to say to me. Not to check on how I was doing, not to tell me that he missed me, not to ask me whether I wanted to go home… He only wanted to know whether I had done enough to please

Rosalie, wake up. Your

vanished long

through my memories of my life since my mother passed away. I had started to accept that the

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

wished to believe the lie— reality

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

but in his eyes,

my knees begging for his forgiveness, and then most likely would have received some beating before being released to

in the eyes. “You told me I was to be

tired of being lied to. I just

he wants you to be!” my father yelled at me, causing

me, and I saw how the fear

expression quickly changed, he softened his

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

I

sorry,” he added unwillingly, glancing over at

anger

to me and sold me. I didn’t have a say in anything, and yet here

whispered, my

“Rosalie… Please.”

to his knees in front of me, begging me to

action surprised and terrified me.

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