Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

**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?

made my heart skip a beat. The

crept over my spine when I remembered the way he was watching me. Yes, I was under his scrutiny—like a

a breeder isn’t necessarily a bad thing. You will be giving life to the next Alpha of this pack, and a part of you will

still unsure

better, but it didn’t help. It wasn’t what I wanted in my

simple dress. It was comfortable, yet it fit

think about

me a

more my nerves got the

from my window. Pack Drogomor was located at the edge of

ever be a day I could run free

“Rosalie…”

made my breath hitch. Slowly turning around I saw him standing

“Are you ready?”

know what was happening, so how

My

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

until we arrived in front of two large white wooden doors. As he pulled the door open, I came face to face with someone I thought I

My father.

a few seconds to realize that I wasn’t dreaming. It had only been two weeks, but

Did he change his mind about selling me? Did he come to bring me

“Father…”

I had expected,

“Rosalie…”

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

say to me. Not to check on how I was doing, not to tell me that he missed me, not to ask

Rosalie, wake up. Your

vanished long

the past two weeks, I had been combing through my memories of my life since my mother passed away. I had started to accept that the home I

into believing that he still wanted me back, that he

even though I so wished to believe the lie— reality always brought me

feared, and tried to take care of for years. I always told myself that it was all the alcohol’s fault

of me sober, but in his eyes, there wasn’t sorrow

by now, I would’ve been on my knees begging for his 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

the eyes. “You told me I was to be a

sure where my courage came from, but I was so tired of being lied

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

I saw how the fear flooded

my father’s expression quickly changed, he softened his

wants a breeder, and I must have got things mixed up…”

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

added unwillingly,

and anger coursed

I didn’t have a say in anything, and yet here he was trying

breeder…” I whispered, my eyes full of

“Rosalie… Please.”

got to his knees in front of

and terrified me. I took a step