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**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?

a beat.

spine when I remembered the way he was watching me. Yes, I was under his scrutiny—like a prey being watched by its predator, and like goods being

necessarily a bad thing. You will be giving life to the next Alpha of this pack, and a part of

still

just trying to make me feel better, but it didn’t

a simple dress. It was comfortable, yet

think about

me a reassuring smile, then disappeared from the

longer I waited, the more my nerves got the best

beautiful view of the outside world from my window. Pack Drogomor was located

ever be a day I could run free and feel the soft grass

“Rosalie…”

breath hitch. Slowly turning around I

“Are you ready?”

happening, so how could I be

My

anything but nurse me back to health. Estrella and Vicky tried their best to make me feel at home,

he pulled the door open, I came face to face with

My father.

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

mind about selling

“Father…”

I had expected, and I didn’t know what else

“Rosalie…”

ever seen him. Yet behind his eyes was something else. “I got word

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

Rosalie, wake up. Your

father vanished long

my life since my mother passed away. I

I immediately tried to fool myself into believing that he still wanted me back, that he still loved me as his

so wished to believe the lie— reality always brought me

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 alcohol’s fault that he behaved the

in his eyes, there wasn’t sorrow or sadness. Only frustration and anger just like

been on my knees begging for his forgiveness, and then most likely would have received some beating before being released to my

me I was to be a maid, was

being lied to. I just want to hear the

are to be what he wants you to be!” my

and I saw how the fear flooded

quickly changed, he

must have got things mixed up…” my father began to say until Talon cleared

like the first time in years, I realized that I was not afraid of him any more. I was

sorry,” he added unwillingly, glancing

anger coursed through

yet here he was trying to

my eyes full

“Rosalie… Please.”

to his knees in front of me, begging me

action surprised and terrified me. I