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?

beat. The touch of

Yes, I was under his scrutiny—like a prey being watched by

will be giving life to the next Alpha of

I replied, still

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

talked, I finished changing into a simple dress. It was comfortable, yet it fit

think about

head, I watched as she gave me a reassuring

longer I waited, the more my

the outside world from my window. Pack Drogomor was located at the

day I could run free

“Rosalie…”

Slowly turning around I saw him standing

“Are you ready?”

was happening,

yes…” My feet moved

their best to make me feel at home, and even Talon,

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

My father.

I wasn’t dreaming. It had only been two weeks, but he seemed to have aged a

Did he change his mind about selling me? Did he

“Father…”

there. It was the least I had expected, and I didn’t know what else to say or

“Rosalie…”

had ever seen him. Yet behind his eyes was something else. “I got word that you are unsure about being

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 to go home…

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

I saw my father again, I immediately tried to fool myself into believing that he still wanted me back, that he still loved me as

so wished to believe the lie— reality always brought me back to the

looked at my father, the one whom I had loved, feared, and tried to take care of for years. I always told myself that it was all the

but in his eyes, there wasn’t sorrow or sadness.

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

him in the eyes. “You told me I was to be a maid, was

wasn’t sure where my courage came from, but I was so tired of being lied to. I

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

next to me, and I saw how the fear flooded my father. Talon wasn’t

my father’s expression quickly changed,

Ethan wants a breeder, and I must have got things mixed up…” my father began to say until Talon cleared his throat. “Okay—I lied, okay… but only

time in years, I

unwillingly,

anger

a say in anything, and yet here he was trying to act normal, but only because

whispered, my eyes full of tears. I just wanted to

“Rosalie… Please.”

in front of me, begging me to

action surprised and terrified me. I took a