Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder

Rosalie’s POV The graceful elegance of the white and gold piano reminded me of the one my mothe to be such an important and joyful part of my life. Thinking over the memory, I slid onto the golden : used to playing again, but once I did, I was totally immersed in the melody. It was like

reuniting with a dear old friend with whom you could immediately reconnect emotionally, no matter may have been sold to a ruthless Alpha — but this was still my life.

The people here were not all awful or hurtful toward me. In fact, many of them cared for me, althoug had done to deserve their kindess, especially Estrella and Vicky. When I was free and left here, I woul And Alpha Ethan...

The most intimidating and gorgeous man I had ever met, my master. My eyes closed, and everything about him rose up in my mind. His slander and powerful fingers that brushed over my ski The music slowed down. He was always distant and cold, and I could never understand what was in I But to him, was only a tool, a container. My heart filled with bitterness at this thought But none of th pup, and after that, I would be free.

Subconsciously, I allowed the tune to flow from my throat. It had been so long since I sung any song and to pursue my freedom. ***Ethan’s POV

The smell of earth drew me in.

As I looked down, I saw the wet grass beneath my feet. The sky was dark, and something in the air sr "Hello?" I called out softly.

“Ethan?” My father’s voice slowly called to me from a

distance. “Father?” I called out. “Father!” Racing towards the forest, I searched in the direction I hearc non

line, and a smile crept across my face. “Father!”

As his smiling face came further into view, I watched a shadow step from the

darkness behind him. I wasn't sure what was happening, but before I could do anything I watched

as the blade swept from behind him — cutting

him down where he stood. “Nooo! Father!” I screamed. Then, I heard an angelic voice from far away. It reminded me of the moon, and the peace

I felt in my wolf. It was a celestial song I had never heard.

The owner of that voice had to be an angel.

I looked around... all those awful memories were fading away. It

isn't real, you're dreaming. Wake up, Ethan, wake

up. My eyes snapped open, and I looked around my room. Rosalie. She was singing. Beautiful singin of me I longed for that had been destroyed. Talon hadn't reported their music room visit last week, but I had happened to walk by. I remembered how the afternoon sun

framed her with a golden glow, and how her hair was almost as bright as fire under the sunshine. Sh simple white dress, which blended with the white piano as a

whole, as if she was born to play it. Ever since that day, I heard Rosalie

singing now and again in the Luna Suite.

She probably thought no one could hear her. However, my alpha blood came with extremely sharp s for me to control myself. Talon was her caretaker, and he had to get a hold of her. I had to have her stop... Even if she soothed me in a way no one else could. 1 The last thing I needed was another dist “Talon.” I mindlinked him.

"Yes, Alpha?” he replied immediately.

"Come over.”

Talon had to stop her singing. She had a job to do, and so did 1. Yes, she was pretty —

and kind, I had been told — but it didn’t change anything My mind

was firm, and the sooner I could get her away from here, the better. I frowned as her

song continued. It was vague, like a gentle whisper in my ear. I could imagine she was sitting by the could tell how she was feeling. Lonely but peaceful, sad but hopeful. Shouldn't a weak soul like her b I had to admit, whatever she was singing, it was beautiful. “Alpha?” Talon opened the door and walke much time did she have left in

this world? I had more important things to worry about. “Talon, have you

increased our patrols?” “Yes. I met with the security of the

assaulted packs yesterday and sent reinforcements. Of course, it's

going to take some time for us

to investigate fully. * “That's good,” I replied, thinking over everything. “I

want to make sure this is properly taken care of.

Make sure you send Rex up there to handle it all.” Sending Talon had been

an option, but I didn't want

anyone else to oversee Rosalie. She was in a delicate situation, and Rex was a good second choice fo anything else that you need?” Talon looked at me with a bit of confusion. Normally I

wouldn't call him at this hour without very a specific task. “No, I just wanted to be sure.” I took a sip « this wasn't like me. I blamed the damn nightmare. He hesitated for

a moment. I frowned. “Do you have anything else to report?” Then his multicolored scarf caught my was a thank-you gift for being kind to her. Nothing more.” “Talon,” I

said firmly, looking him in the eye. We grew up together, and we knew

each other too well. He had something to say. “Spit it out, Beta. I don’t have all night.” Finally,

Talon said, “It's about Rosalie.