Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 3

“This pure virgin body will soon be underneath the most ruthless of Alpha’s. Do you honestly think he will take one look at you as a maid, and not want to f*ck you and make you scream? I already want that, and I don’t know if I should let you go without trying you first.”

Derek’s words pulled me out of my memory.

He sniffed my hair and gave a slight moan. The tears again threatened to spill down my face.

“You can’t,” I said hoarsely. “You will get in trouble, and we don’t need to bring that here.”

I’d lost everything. I couldn’t let him take my virtue, too.

“Trouble… I am not scared of him, Rosalie.”

He laughed in a sadistic manner, but his behavior revealed his fear.

He stared at me before roughly shoving me away. “Now hurry up and pack your sh*t.”

It wasn’t like I had much to pack. The only clothing I had were the few work uniforms that had been given to me for my jobs, and then a pair of leggings I got from an old friend and a few band t-shirts. It wasn’t even enough to fill my small suitcase.

“I am ready.”

My words were barely audible, but Derek was watching me from the doorway, and I knew he understood me.

I had to find a way out of here. Derek was watching me to closely. I had to get away.

But Derek didn’t bother to say anything more as he stepped aside and allowed me to move past him.

Picking up my bag I walked towards the stairs—but not before he took the opportunity to smack my backside.

I stilled in that moment, and started half running away from him.

“Why are you running? So eager to see your new master, you wh*re? Slow down.”

Derek also picked up his pace, chasing after me.

He reached out his arm, trying to grab my shoulder. I tried to keep the distance and glanced from the corner of my eye.

“Derek… please don’t.”

He gave me a death stare that made my skin crawl.

He was going to hit me.

“You dare f*cking tell me what to do?!” he yelled.

I flinched in preparation for the blow, but it did not come.

Derek clenched his fists, yet with great effort, he held it back.

I was curious what made him stop when I noticed that our conversation had drawn the attention of the crowd downstairs in the foyer.

Within the shadows of the dimly lit foyer were my father, Isis, and a man that I couldn’t quite make out. He was very tall, and the feeling he gave off intimidated me. Next to him stood two others cloaked within the shadows. They didn’t move, and all I could see were the silhouettes of their figures.

As I took in the scene, I heard Isis’ lighthearted tune: “Doesn’t she look beautiful? She was taking her time making sure she was perfect for your arrival, Talon.”

The Beta in front of me didn’t seem to care what my step-mother had to say. His eyes did not leave mine from the moment I saw him.

“Do what she said.” The leader of the group directed his order toward Derek.

room heard him clearly, and I had the feeling that no

on her?” Talon’s voice was deep, and set my

wearing those cute new heels,

my

stairs. My apologies…” I stuttered, before looking back at

the lie, I thought. Please

“Stairs?”

were saying, and, to be honest, I wouldn’t believe it

take a

going, but from the look of the man in

We already

for you and your accomplices. You must be starving from your trip

will not be

nodded to me, gesturing for me to come

Derek growled

trying my hardest not to cry, and felt frozen on the spot. But I knew

at the same time I lost sense of my balance and went to tumble down the steps. I let out a

such noises in front of the guests… I was done

I

feet upon the floor. He made sure I regained my balance, gave me

He saved me?

managed to give

did not smile, but I could tell from

Thud!

heard the cracking noise followed by Derek’s

What just happened?

stairs. One of the dark alluding figures was beating him, and it seemed like it would be to the death. Blood covered the floor, and I heard another

please stop this!” she

Talon,

Beta of Drogomor, was

took the beating that was being given to him. He didn’t stand a chance against this person.

in tears. No matter how much Derek rebelled against Isis, he

Derek, but if they

whether I should say something to stop

gave his order

“Stop.”

stopped momentarily, but only to wait for

“Take his hand.”

He will never touch her

on her knees, begging for Talon not to hurt

my father just stood

sights back to Derek, and blood pooled around him.

and make its way back to the its position next to the man who was

moved one step away

wasn’t like the fear I had when it concerned my father

cruelty. My father, he couldn’t be serious…How could he send me

She then snapped around and

you wh*re!!

but Talon stepped forward and blocked

it wasn’t for you trying to seduce my son, none of this would’ve

said slowly,

were the only words my father got