A Breeder For The Alphas

"Hurry up! I don't have all the time in the world!" I heard that despicable man's voice ringing in my ears. I didn't know what he looked like, I couldn't, after all, I wasn't able to see. But from the voice, he wasn't a good person at all.“S-sorry.” I stammered automatically, which earned me a nice push, which fall me to the ground and I felt my palms burn.A hand grabbed my hair from behind, making my scalp sting and my head snap up. I could feel the male's breath right next to my face. Had he not yet noticed that I couldn't see?“You're lucky to be what you are, you bitch! Or I would have already ripped the skin off your back with the lashes you deserve!”I couldn't see his eyes, the expression they must have carried, but I could feel his breath, the tone of every word he uttered, or rather almost spit in my face. He was hateful.“I… I can't see. I can't walk any faster.” I explained to him in the most humble voice possible. I didn't want him to think I was affronting him. And I wa

“Sorry, I don't understand.” I answered, feeling really puzzled by his words. I didn't understand what a breeder was. “What is a breeder?”Ulric sighed, but not as if running out of patience, but more as in ‘ok, let me explain it’. “Breeder is like a surrogate. Do you get it now?" I shook my head from one side to the other. “You're going to give each of the three of us a baby. You will bear the heirs of our packs. The next Alphas.”What was he saying? That didn't make sense! I was a slave and as much as I didn't know much about life, I knew what a slave was. Why would the highest ranking werewolves want to have a pup with a female like me?“I am a mere slave. How can I give birth to the future Alphas of your packs? Am I not too low class?”“You are a Lycan. As far as we know, you are the last living being to have that blood.”“Wait a minute… What is a Lycan?”I heard an air of surprise come from him."You do not know what it is. How is this possible? Did your parents never tell you a

Something landed next to me and I let out an involuntary yelp. “No! Please don't eat me!" I asked, crying, but a hand covered my mouth. Just then I smelled him. “Ro… Ronther? Alpha Ronther?”"Yes." He replied, exasperated. “Damn, you do have strong lungs! You could have yelled in that damned rogue's ear like that! It would have saved the bother to shred him into pieces!”I lowered my head, embarrassed.“Oh, sorry, I…”“Enough of the litany. I'll take you inside." He said and picked me up. I think it was very hard for him to be nice at least once. His torso was naked, because I myself was only wearing a tank top and a pair of jeans, so my arm was touching his chest. Ronther could only have cold and mostly unpleasant words for me. But his body was warm and cozy. I could hear Ronther's heart beating in his chest and it was a sound I liked very much. Without clothes and in this proximity, I could smell him better too.I wasn't familiar with all the smells, but there was something about

Someone who hasn't been around for days suddenly decides to force me into sleeping with him. I tried moving away, he pulled me towards himself and my leg mistakenly touched the no hard part under. I gasped, feeling hot as he held me. "Where do you think you are going?" He asked, his voice sounds too hard and husky. I stuttered, "I... I want to go to the toilet." He scoffed, his hands gripping my waist tight. I can feel his hot breath on my face. Even though I can't see it, he must be angry. I mean he is always angry for one reason or another. "What makes you think I will believe that lie? You were about to sleep. I have been gone for days, I haven't seen you. Is that how you should welcome me?" He wasn't around? I thought he did not want to see me and he did not come. But then again, who am I kidding? This man literally hates me, annoying me must be his top priority. He always reminds me what he just needs me for. Which is to be a breeder. "I didn't know... I thought...""You th

How on earth is it even possible? I listened to the sound of people laughing happily. They are talking and some people seem to be selling something. I have been to a festival once so I know one. He wasn't lying. He brought me to the festival. But why? And now did he know I wanted to come? I never even talked about it with anyone. He is a psychic?"This festival will probably go one for a whole month though it is coming to an end. They celebrate and sell things at a very low price for a month." He told me even without asking him. I nodded, "Yes, I have heard of this festival before. This must be Honeytown. My mother and I have been here to buy things before, I've been hearing a lot of good things. Especially... Food." He scoffed, "People must be so jobless if they are all having a festival for a month. It's not the arrival of the moon goddess." I knew it. Why come here if he even hates it? Did he really do it for me or did Ulric ask him to do it? The same Ronther who was literally p