"On the bed." My new master, the Alpha of Drogomor, commanded.

I walked toward the bed, naked, ashamed, and full of tears.

I was about to lose my virginity, but it meant nothing to the man who was going to take it.
***
I am Rosalie, 20 years old, sold to the most terrifying alpha by my own father.

"You're nothing to me but a breeder." he said to me cruelly.

I had long known that my love for him was hopeless and foolish. However, I was naïve to think that was the end of the story.

Once the baby is born, I will be put to death.
***
People thought I was dead, but I survived.

"It's you!" He grabbed my hand, and his eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. "Come back to me, Rosalie."

"Sorry." I calmly looked back at him, "but I think you've got the wrong person."

We were supposed to leave the valley that morning, but the elders announced that some preparations still needed to be done, including crafting a weapon specifically for me. I suspected it was likely a dagger similar to the one they had given Briella.


I paced outside the healing center for a few minutes trying to calm my seemingly never-ending nerves.


I paused and forced myself to take a breath and think about the one person who could calm me no matter how anxious I was.


My love for her only seemed to grow more fiercely with each day since affirming our mate bond, and with it, my desperate need to protect her. I gritted my teeth, frustration welling up inside of me as I recalled her refusal to take more people with us on our journey.


Chapter 1610 - Chapter 52 : An Indescribable Connection