Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Una's eldest daughter, Tasia, was seated next to Robbie, who had joined the table late, his face pink, and his eyes unable to hide the fact that he was having the best day of his entire life.
Tasia was a true beauty, curvy and strong, with an angular face and thick, glossy black hair that fell over her shoulder in tight ringlets. Her eyes were a strange color, however, a shade of gray that reminded me of the color of the inlet back home. Gray like glacier silt, the clay left behind as the glaciers moved across the land over the millennia. Neither of her parents had the same color eyes as she did, nor did any of her many, many siblings.
"Tomorrow is the full moon ceremony," Tasia said, her mo