Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 4

Beeping. Low, steady beeping.

Why did I smell chemicals?

I was trying to understand where I was, but my eyelids were too heavy to lift.

My hand rested upon my head. The throbbing was ever so present. It hurt to even think. The fatigue had finally set into my body, and even moving the slightest made me wince in pain.

Where was I?

I heard whispers in the dark. It sounded like two women were talking. I could barely make out what they were saying, and I didn’t recognize their voices.

“She isn’t good… No, I don’t think she can..”

“… she has to get better first… conceive…”

“… maybe there is a chance… Pregnancy…. I have a supplement that will help… It can carry…”

Who were they talking about? It sounded like a poor girl with tons of issues. May the moon goddess bless her, I thought. I hoped she got better soon.

I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on their conversation. Deciding to give them their privacy, I thought back on everything that had happened.

However, for a moment, my mind went completely blank. My head hurt again. I still could not open my eyes.

But then the memory slowly flowed back to me…

That’s right, I was… the daughter of the Alpha. After my mother passed away, I did everything I could to help take care of my pack and my father. I knew my life was difficult and not the life I should have had. But it was still mine.

A few small tears escaped my eyes thinking back to the promise I made so many years ago.

Mother made my father and me promise to look after each other. I had done everything I could to care for him over the years, but… it seemed that I was never able to do enough to please him, and he just hated who I was.

And then… and then he sold me.

I took a sharp breath and clenched my hands. My heart ached so much with that thought that I could not breathe for a few seconds.

How could he? I was his only blood-related child. His daughter. And he sold me to an Alpha with a ruthless reputation, one who could kill me at any moment.

My eyes snapped open, and fear flooded back into me.

I had arrived at the Drogomor pack!

remembered how I got into Talon’s car, my nervousness and fear coursing through me. Staring out the window, I had watched the shadows beyond the treeline dance about in my vision with the droplets

and I must have

up in

one of the female voices

“the poor girl” was very likely

been talking about me… what did they mean? Pregnancy… conceive…

it did, it hurt. Every move I made was throbbing. I knew that it was the pain from my

She has to be hungry.” I didn’t know who

quickly, Vicky. The

my bed flew back, and a woman with bright red hair stood there with a

turned towards me, and

couldn’t move much. I realized I was still in my long

towards

you can call

voice; she was the one who mentioned “pregnancy” earlier. I tried to give her a smile, but I wasn’t sure whether

say anything, the red-haired young

of the other

I was hungry at first, but now I was too concerned over

in my stomach. The Alpha of Drogomor bought me as his maid,

Vicky sat down next to me. “But don’t worry. You’re going to be alright. Estrella is

to introduce myself,”

earlier conversation already, but I was surprised to find out

cute girl and quite chatty, while Talon

sit up. “I just want

flinched, and she held her hands up, trying to show me she meant no harm. I gave her a nod. Seeing no further objections from me, she started to take my

a soft expression as she touched

eat something, Rosalie. You’ll feel so

have any appetite, still wondering what they were going to do with me, but

me know when you’re ready and I will bring you food!”

with appreciation. Thank goodness she didn’t

glanced over and saw Talon. He stood against the wall with his arms crossed, but his eyes never left what Estrella

within my body began to

far, they hadn’t been horrible to me. The awful reputation of this pack was probably all due to the rumors about their evil

you. I can tell it’s handmade. Who made

and for some reason, I felt like she was trying to cheer me up. When was the last time someone tried to cheer

a gift

couldn’t finish my words as I felt tears start to well up