ASTRID'S POV
Despite me being an omega, or pretty as they claimed, I always wondered why, in all of the packs in this place, why would they pick me to be their wife so easily? Why do they willingly help my father all simply for just a widow like me.
There were more beautiful, competent, more powerful beta girls. They would be better and would give them children faster. Maybe even twins, heirs that would be strong.
But now it dawned on me. I was definitely sold because of my descendants, because of my blood. They wanted the child in their hands. They would train him to do his work.
"Is that why you got me from my father?" I asked, and they both started at each other.
"I am not going to lie to you. Your father was the one who made that fact known. And we saw that we needed an
