Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Hauling back again, I hit him with a left hook, followed by a right jab and then another. I hit him several

more times, blood flying up and sprinkling my men that were standing nearby. None of them even

flinched.

“Please!” Derek cried. “What do you want? I’ll do it!”

I stopped. “Good,” I said. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Now, I’ll ask the questions, and you’ll answer

them. Got it?”

His only answer was a small whimper. That was enough for me.

“Where are you from?” I asked him, giving him a moment to catch his breath with an easy question.

“Tragoria,” he said, spitting blood.

“Uh huh,” I said. “And how do you know Rosalie?”

“She’s… my sister,” he said, looking into my eyes.

That response made me angry in a way I couldn’t describe. I bursted out laughing, and lit into him again,

punchng him squarely in the nose and hearing a crack as the bone splintered. How did he dare to insult

her?

“Humor me, she’s your sister? You ugly f*ck!”

He shrieked in pain as blood spurted everywhere. “No! Please! Stepsister..!” he continued. “She’s my

stepsister!”

I tipped my head to the side and narrowed my eyes at him.

“Your stepsister?” I had to seem skeptical. Only then it would pressure him to tell me everything he knew

about Rosalie.

“What kind of a man would choose your mother over Rosalie’s mother?” I patted his face, “What the f*ck

did your mother do to make Rosalie’s father fall for her?”

I cocked my fist.

His eyes grew large as he realized I was going to hit him again. “No! No!,” he said. It was difficult to

understand him because his mouth was so swollen. “He.. he remarried because Rosalie’s mother

died…”

I punched him again. “Go ahead to make up your f*cking lies!”

“No, no, it was true!” he explained as fast as he could. “Her mother died due to a rare disease.”

“Ha, how did you know that?”

“Really, really! They said her hair turned white all of sudden, and she died not long after that….”

Ileaned back as I thought over what he was saying. In all of my intelligence collecting about Rosalie, I

hadn’t heard anything about her mother.

“I have no f*cking idea what you’re talking about, you a*shole,” I told him. “I think you just made that shot

up so I’d stop punching you in the face.” | glared at him, but in the back of my mind, I decided I needed to

have his statements investigated.

I was done with this jacka*s, and my hand was tired from punching him in the face.

“Listen, you b*stard,” I said, stepping forward and grabbing the back of his head. I yanked his head

backward, hard. He grimaced and stared up at me. “You told Rosalie you needed money, and you have it

now. Get your a*s off of this island. You’re going to leave, and she is never, ever going to hear from you

again.”

I pulled tighter on his hair, and his eyes bulged. “If I ever hear from you again, I can guarantee you, the

next person who sees you will be trying to identify your body. You got me, slick?”

“Y-yes, sir,” Derek stammered. “I understand.”

I let go of his head, snapping his neck forward and held my hand out to Thomas. He handed me a wad of

cash, and I shoved the money in the breast pocket of Derek’s button-down shirt, which used to be white.

I hated giving him any money at all, but if that’s how Rosalie wanted this to be handled, then I’d let it be.

I recognized at this point, her wishes were my wishes.

I glared at him one more time before I turned and headed out of the building, snapping my fingers as I

went.

My men followed me out. As soon as we stepped outside, I told them, “Take him straight to the port. Put

him on a boat. I don’t care where it’s going. Just make sure it’s headed far, far away from here. Buy him

a one-way ticket. I never want to see his face again. Make sure all of our men know, if he shows up on

our island again, he’s dead.”

“Yes, sir,” they replied, and I noticed that Thomas wasn’t there.

“Boss!” As I was wondering, I saw Thomas walk from the other side of the door. “Update regarding the

supply vessels.”

I could tell from his tone that whatever the update was, the news wasn’t going to be good, so I gestured

for him to create some distance between us and the rest of the group.

“What is it?” I turned and looked at him.

He said quickly, “Not good. The supply vessels were attacked. We lost a lot of ships. Others had to be

rerouted.”

I swore under my breath. “Ethan?” I asked him. “Why didn’t we hear it until now?”

“They blocked our communication. We just restored it.”

It seemed that I’d underestimated my half-brother. He wasn’t running from my manhunt; he had used

himself as a bait!

“He got away?”

Thomas nodded. “Yes, and

he managed to get to the frontline. We lost a couple of cities.”

F*ck!

“How the hill did he get away?” I roared.

“A seaplane,” Thomas said.

gritted through my teeth, “From now on, feel free to shoot all unidentified seaplanes out of the f*cking

sky!”

“Yes, sir.”

I took a deep breath and calmed myself. Things didn’t go as well as I hoped, but that was why I always

had a backup plan.

I smirked, “It seems like we need to step up our agenda now.”

“Yes, sir,” Thomas replied,

Ethan might be lucky this time, but his luck would run out.

As I walked back to my car, I realized that I forgot about something. “Also, send men to Tragoria. See

what they can find