A Breeder For The Alpha King

“Wait, don’t leave me here!” I asked while my eyes couldn’t see clearly, since they were filled with tears. But nobody seemed to care about me. 

I should have known I would be used. The Alpha King, Johannes would have never treated the daughter of a traitor so well for the kindness of his heart. 

The feeling inside my chest was of loss. I was going to be used as a breeder for the Alpha King. He was going to take something I was saving only for my fated mate. He was going to take everything that I still had: not only my virginity, but also my dignity. 

A noise from the door told me I was not going to be alone for too long. It was like I could sense every cell on my body. They were melting in fear. 

The room was all dark, I couldn’t even see my hand in front of me, but the scent that hit my nostrils was absolutely delicious. Dark chocolate, spicy. My mouth was watering and I wanted to get closer to the fountain of that smell. 

“Take off your clothes!” The strong and harsh voice made me frozen in place, and also, helped me to get back to reality. That was the Alpha King! “I won’t ask twice!” 

“I… Your Majesty, please… I have never done this. Please, I…” 

Even though I could not see - I still had no wolf, for I was just twenty years old and only at the age of twenty one I would be able to be awakened. So, no night vision - I knew he was coming to me. His scent was growing stronger, so was his arousal. I might be a virgin, but I was not completely ignorant!

“It is your chance to pay a little for your father’s sins! To redeem that dirty bloodline that you have!” 

I have always been told I should know how to properly shut up, but sometimes, it was stronger than me. 

“If my blood is so dirty, why do you want so much to mix with yours? Yes, because in case you have not thought about it, your child is going to be half me!” 

When I stopped talking, I realized my mistake. But not fast enough. I felt my jaw being held with force, squeezed. It hurt, but not enough to break me. 

“You have a smart mouth, don’t you, Casey?” He asked and his breath was on my ear. “I can think of better uses for that mouth of yours.”

There it goes again!

“Oh, really?” I asked, but not sure he understood, since it was quite hard to talk. 

My heart was beating fast, really fast and I knew he could kill me. I was almost sure he would and in the end, it would be my fault. But know what? It was better than be forced to…

I couldn’t finish my thoughts, because his lips crushed on mine and my waist was held with force. I had never kissed! His lips were soft, warm and he started to lick me. With the lack of air, I opened my lips and his tongue entered my mouth. 

My legs hit something behind me and I felt my body falling. The bed. That male was huge, hovering on top of me. But then, I finally got back to my senses. We were in bed, he was going to… 

“No!” I put my hands on his chest and pushed him. “No, please, don’t!” 

He stopped moving. His hands were one in my waist and the other on the bed. 

“You are going to be my breeder!” He hissed, but I was not going to accept that. 

“Please, don’t. I-I don’t want you!” 

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*A MONTH BEFORE*

I was in my room, looking into the mirror, to my pink eyes, while Zaila brushed my pink hair. Then, we heard noises outside. 

“What is going on?” I asked my nursemaid and she shrugged, putting the hairbrush on the nightstand and walking to the door. 

Before she could reach the door, it burst open and we both screamed. Zaila had been with me since my mother died, it is, since forever. My mother died in childbirth. The older woman shielded me, as if protecting me, but it was useless, for she was tossed away. 

A tall male appeared, wearing armor. He was a royal guard, I could see the Royal Crest on his golden iron chest. 

“Casey Whelan, by his Royal Majesty, the Alpha King, Johannes Vaughan’s orders, you are to come with us as a war prisoner.” The werewolf in front of me said, his dark eyes shining with what I could only classify as rage, although his tone was formal. 

“I… War prisoner? What is going on?” I asked, confused. Was that werewolf crazy? Johannes Vaughan was the King of the same kingdom which my pack belonged to. How could we be ‘war prisoners'?

“If you refuse to follow the King’s orders, I have the authority to take you by force.” He said and I could hear in his voice that it meant he would be able to hurt me. Something he wanted to do. 

I felt a shiver run down my spine. I had no idea what was happening, but it was not a prank, it was not something I should take bluntly. That werewolf was dangerous. I could smell it. 

“We better go, my child.” Zaila 's soft voice said while she was getting closer to me.

“You stay right there!” The guard said , pointing his finger at my nanny and when Zaila tried to go against him, he started to draw the sword. “I am not playing here!”

“It is ok, nanna. I will go.” I told her and hugged the woman who was like a mother to me. 

“Last warning!” The guard hissed and I sighed, nodding and walking to the door. 

I could say that outside my bedroom was hellish. Shouts, yelling and my father was nowhere around there. 

“Stop being goofy and get going!” 

“Sir, where is my father?” I got the courage to ask, but he remained with that weird expression. He was a handsome male, but too frightening. “He is the Alpha, sir. There must be a misunderstanding here!”

I knew I should sound more dignified, since I was the daughter of the Alpha, but I had to admit I was shaking in fear. It was so weird, looking around and seeing all those wounded members of my pack, fighting, and I was there, standing in a fancy dress. I felt stupid. 

“That damn traitor is heading to King's Landing to have what he deserves for attempting murder against our king! And you… You’ll pay your deed as well!” 

The werewolf tossed me inside a carriage. 

Tritor? Attempting murder against the King? That werewolf was lying or someone must have prepared a trap for my father! He would never do that!

“I demand…” 

He put his face inside the carriage and showed me his fangs. His wolf was coming out, because his dark eyes were changing to a greener color. 

“Shut up or I will make you! I am having patience because you are a girl, but don’t push me! Traitors deserve no mercy!” 

“So I should be thankful for being shoved inside this carriage with such violence?” I asked and regretted it. What was I doing? But then, I was not a traitor and I wanted to say that, but the werewolf growled and for some miracle, he just closed the door with a bang and left. I let out the breath I was holding. 

The carriage started to move and it took us a while to reach King's Landing and again, I was not treated lightly. They even tied my hands together behind my body. 

“May I request an audience with the King, please? I need to understand…” 

“You may not.” Another werewolf said when we stopped in front of him. His eyes were of a light green I had never seen before, while his hair was dirty blond. 

“Sir O’Horan, where should I take this prisoner?” The werewolf from before asked. 

My eyes darted to the side, as if something was pulling my attention, like a magnet. I couldn't see much, but a glimpse of silver hair passing by. For some odd reason, my heart started to beat faster. Then, between two columns, even if it was dark there, I saw orange eyes staring back at me. 

"Who 's that?” I asked without thinking.