Sould 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?

heart skip a beat. The touch of his finger, his beautiful

chills crept over my 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

isn’t my place, Rosalie… But being a breeder isn’t necessarily a bad thing. You will be giving life to

replied, still unsure

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

a simple dress.

think about it,

gave me a reassuring smile, then disappeared from the

I waited, the more my nerves

outside world from my window. Pack Drogomor was located at the edge of the forest. The

ever be a day I could run free and feel

“Rosalie…”

from behind me made my breath hitch. Slowly turning around I saw him standing in the open

“Are you ready?”

happening, so how could I be

My

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

wooden doors. As he pulled the door open,

My father.

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

he change his mind about selling me? Did he

“Father…”

had expected, and I didn’t know what else

“Rosalie…”

behind his eyes was something else. “I got word

check on how I was doing, not to tell me that he missed me, not

Rosalie, wake up. Your

father vanished long

memories of my life since my mother passed away. I had started to accept that the home I used to call home wasn’t the place

immediately tried to fool myself into believing that he still wanted me back,

even though I so wished to believe the

of for years. I always told myself that it

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

likely would have received some beating before being released to my room. But for some reason, I didn’t feel like there was

“You told me I was to be a

I was so tired of being lied to. I just want to hear the truth from my family.

my father yelled at

I saw how the fear flooded my father. Talon wasn’t

quickly changed, he

wants a breeder, and I must have got things mixed up…” my father began to say

looked at me for what felt like the first time in years, I realized that I was not afraid

he added unwillingly, glancing over at

anger

lied to me and sold me. I didn’t have a say in anything, and yet here he was trying to act normal, but

want to be a breeder…” I whispered, my eyes full of tears. I just wanted to

“Rosalie… Please.”

his knees in front of me,

surprised and terrified me. I took a