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?

Ethan made my heart skip a beat. The touch of his finger,

the way he was watching me. Yes, I was under his scrutiny—like a prey being watched by its predator, and like goods being

thing. You will be giving life to

know,” I replied, still unsure of

didn’t help. It wasn’t what I wanted in my life. I wanted

dress. It was

about

my head, I watched as she gave me a reassuring

my nerves got the best

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

run free and feel the soft grass under my

“Rosalie…”

behind me made my breath hitch. Slowly turning around I saw

“Are you ready?”

was happening, so how could I

yes…” My feet moved

so far, they hadn’t done anything but nurse me back to health. Estrella and Vicky tried their best to make me feel at home, and even Talon, stern as he was, had been respecting me and giving me as much

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

My father.

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

mind about selling me? Did he come to bring me

“Father…”

I had expected, and I didn’t know what else to say or

“Rosalie…”

ever seen him. Yet behind his eyes was something else. “I

shattered my heart. That was the first thing 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

Rosalie, wake up. Your

father vanished long

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 place for me

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

the lie— reality always brought me

had loved, feared, and tried to take care of for years. I always told myself that it was

standing in front of me sober, but in his eyes, there wasn’t sorrow or sadness. Only frustration and anger just like

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 for me to do that

in the eyes. “You told me I was to

I was so tired of being lied to. I just want to hear the truth

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

next to me, and I saw how the fear flooded

expression quickly changed, he softened

be ruined. Alpha Ethan wants a breeder, and I must have got things mixed up…” my father began to say

me for what felt like the first time in years, I realized that I

unwillingly, glancing over

and anger coursed through

yet

to be a breeder…” I whispered, my eyes full of tears. I just wanted to be

“Rosalie… Please.”

father got to his knees in

terrified me. I took a step

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