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!

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

vision became blurry, and I

did I end up in

now,” one of the female voices

realized that “the poor girl” was very likely not someone else

If they had been talking about me… what did they mean?

to tremble again, and as soon as it did, it hurt. Every move I made was throbbing. I knew that it was the pain from

bring her some food. She has to be hungry.” I

quickly, Vicky. The Alpha

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

and I scrambled

move much. I realized I was still in my long

said as she stepped towards me. The smile on her face made me relaxed a

but you

one who mentioned “pregnancy” earlier. I tried to give her

red-haired

the owner of the

my head slowly. I was hungry at first, but now I was

of Drogomor bought me as his maid, or at least that was what

down next to me. “But don’t worry. You’re going to be alright. Estrella is the best doctor in our pack,” she tried to reassure

introduce myself,” she added.

I was surprised to find out Vicky and Talon were siblings because of

personalities. Vicky was a very cute girl and quite

Estrella helped me sit up. “I just want to check your vitals quickly,

me she meant no harm. I gave her a nod. Seeing no further objections from

a soft expression as she touched

try, and eat something, Rosalie. You’ll feel

have any appetite, still wondering what they were going to do with me, but I wasn’t sure what would happen if I disobeyed

you’re ready and I will bring

she didn’t seem to be

stood against the wall with his arms crossed, but his eyes never left what Estrella

body began to subside, and I

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

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

like she was trying to cheer me up. When was the last time someone tried to cheer me

was a gift

words as I felt tears start to