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Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder

"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."

Alice Knightsky · Fantasia

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Chapter 4 : Familiarity Breeds an Heir

Maeve

It couldn’t be.

Aaron bobbed his head at me, his curls falling over his face. “Maeve,” he said, his voice serious, nothing like the man I had met hours earlier. “You’re looking… well.”

I could see the smile hiding in the corner of his mouth. I glared, which surprised him, one of his dark brows arching.

Ernest was standing between us, looking from one to other expectantly, a wide, almost deranged smile plastered on his face. “This is just great!”

“Fantastic,” I murmured, not breaking eye contact with Aaron. “You’re quite changed, Aaron.”

Something passed over his face at that, a look of concern? I couldn’t quite make it out.

“It’s been ten years, if I remember correctly.” He took a step forward, looking down at me through a fan of dark lashes. “I would hope I look different than I did at what, fourteen?”

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