Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 6

My father lied to me. I wasn’t sold as a maid. How naive I was to believe what he said?

A BREEDER!

What does being a breeder even mean? Carrying a child…? No… no…

No matter how difficult my life had become, no matter how desperate I was, I had always still prayed that one day I could find my mate. Someone would take me away, save me, and love me. This was my only and my last hope in this life.

And they took it away.

Why did they have to be so cruel to me?

“No.. please,” I begged, not sure of what else to say or do. “I can work hard. I will pay back all the money you gave him. Just, please… Anything but a breeder.”

The man sat there quietly, watching me. He didn’t say a word, but his gaze grew colder.

The narrowing of his eyes in that moment showed that he did not appreciate my outburst. I knew without a doubt that the powerful hand he had could clamp around my throat and kill me easily..

Every part of me knew the wise thing to do was to stop talking and back away from this dangerous creature, but I just had to do something. Anything to save my virtue.

“I just… I can’t… I have to save myself for my mate. Please…” I begged him.

I would work off any debt he wanted me to pay, but I couldn’t sell my body to him. It was sacred. It was the last hope I had after getting out of here.

The white light in the ward seemed to be blindingly bright and cold. I looked around the room with my heart racing; they were all standing there so quietly watching me.

No one seemed to hear my begging. No one moved or said anything.

How could I forget—these were not gentle souls around me. They were heartless Drogomors, and the only one they were loyal to was their Alpha.

Fear ran through me, and panic set in.

I couldn’t stay here. I had to get out, now!

Quickly I tried to move myself off the bed, my feet hitting the floor. I tried to run, but guards quickly grabbed hold of me, and a scream ripped through my throat I hadn’t heard in a long time.

“Noooo! Let me go!!”

was in didn’t help me to escape. I was barely strong enough to stand, and because of that,

couldn’t even save

looked around the room, aimlessly hoping to find someone that would help me, even

my shoulder. I turned around and

to help me to stand up, but her eyes were looking ahead in the direction

suffered too much today—any more stimulation will lead to a mental breakdown. Besides, you’ve seen her condition. Due

dare to look at the alpha too long, her bright eyes lowered for a moment. She turned to the doctor as if

she exchanged a look with Vicky. She stated professionally, “Alpha, please allow me to interrupt. There are still some tests I am waiting

lowered her voice even more, her eyes casting a glance towards me

deprived, and suffering from extensive abuse. Some of the internal

my

the bruises are everywhere….” Vicky

my professional opinion, Alpha… I believe Miss Rosalie needs some time to heal from her wounds. I would hate to see something happen to her or the child if she

and Estrella’s words continued, but I

to me were now repeatedly

they were willing to pay that much money—no wonder they chose me. The child destined to

to have the most powerful combination of bloodlines—ideally Alpha blood from both of his parents. But a breeder was just a tool—used once, and then thrown away. No Alphas would allow their beloved daughter

“Vicky, that’s enough!”

brought me back to my

up and saw that the Alpha, who had been

a condensed anger on his

become tense, like a storm was

a reprimand at all, but a protection for Vicky before Ethan could punish

held onto the edge of the hospital bed and tried to drag my weakened legs to my feet. I couldn’t stand by and watch Vicky incur this man’s wrath because

breath, I tried to pull myself

father’s debt. I swear, I will

managed to draw the

devil

terrifying, and the cold light in his eyes made me shiver. If my legs weren’t so sore and

had to be strong! I

the bed to stand, even though his razor-sharp gaze made my heart palpitate, I gritted my

debt…” My voice was weak, but my tone was firm. “I will work day and night, I will do the hardest things, whether it takes a year, two years, or even ten years.

One second, two seconds…

at me, his gaze like a searchlight see through

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