Luna To Breeder

Amalthea's POV Whoosh! A bucket of ice cold water was poured on my already freezing body, making my lungs seize as I gasped sharply, and jerked upright, coughing and trembling.“Get up!” The guard barked, as he stepped into my cell. “It's judgement day.”A bitter smile spread across my lips.“Psycho,” the guard muttered and dragged me to my feet, my bones screaming in protest.I bit back a groan, and he pushed me out of the cell.“Move!” He ordered, and I began walking like my limbs don’t really belong to me and each step is a negotiation rather than an order.I blinked a few times trying to adjust to the brightness of the sun, as we got outside. I hadn't felt the warmth of the sun in weeks, and I must say it felt heavenly.A car pulled up in front of us seconds later. I got in, and was driven straight to the general Pack hall.I stumbled as the guard kept shoving me forward through the hall. The Pack members whispered amongst themselves, and I could tell they have no idea what's go

Nicholson's POV“You bought me a what?!” I roared, my eyes locked on my Beta Callum who was standing across from me. How could he think– how could he dare?“A breeder,” he repeated calmly as if that was supposed to soothe me.“I think you're tired of living, Callum,” I glared at him.“Alpha, just hear me out,” Callum said quickly, holding up his hands. “I was just thinking about you.”“Thinking about me? How does getting me a breeder fit into that equation?!” I spat.Callum sighed, rubbing the back of his head. “I know this isn't what you want–”“You're damn right it's not what I want!” I snapped, pushing away from my desk, and pacing around the room.“You've got less than two years before the curse activates,” he said softly. “Less than two years to–”“I know!” I cut him off, not wanting to talk about the curse. I hated thinking about it, hated thinking about the dark shadow over my life.“I understand you are holding out for your fated mate–”“Yet here you are planning on bringing

Amalthea's POV I was still trying to decide what to do when I felt a cold hand grab me from behind. “Gotcha!” My body stiffened. I slowly turned my head and my eyes landed on one of the werebears. He has a sinister smile that sent a chill down my spine. “Hello beautiful,” he purred, tightening his grip around my arm as he pulled me closer. “Get away from me!” I screamed in terror, years burning my vision as I tried freeing myself from his grip. “Please,” I choked out, still struggling to set myself free. “”Please just let me go.” “Sure thing beautiful,” he let got of me, his eyes watching me like a hawk as he trailed his fingers reached out to caress my cheeks, making my skin crawl “Don't touch me!” My voice came out harsher than I intended as I jerked my head back. “Feisty, huh?” He gave me a sinister smile, and was about to touch my cheeks again when I sank my teeth between his thumb and his index finger, biting down hard till the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

Amalthea’s POVKing Nicholson? Have I heard correctly? My brain is paralyzed by the shock as I keep tracing red lines on the dashboard in my mind. The voice, the build, the same pair of gray eyes. They all matched the same person. It was always the damn mask from the start that misled me. My eyes widened as it finally clicked. If this was the Lycan king, then the person I brought me here was the Lycan king himself!Oh goddess! That was why he mocked me last night when I attempted to throw a damn clock at his head! Why did he have to put on a mask? Worse still, why did he pretend to be Beta Callum? What was his motive behind doing that? Different thoughts raced through my mind all at once.Other trainees around me at this point had long fallen silent and were bowing their heads in the direction of the Lycan king while I was already grazing the floor of the training ground. His cold stare was unwavering as he peered down at me, whipping at his nostril before spitting somewhere close

Nicholson's POV Shutting the door behind me, I sighed. I peered my ears to the door to hear if she would say anything behind my back. Instead, I heard a strong sniff which delivered more than a punch to my heart. I bounced off the door like it suddenly caught on fire. The physician was at the end of the hall conversing with a nurse. I admonished the thought of asking him again for her condition after being the one who walked out on him in the first place. I decided the counter would be the next best place to go. I needed to make sure her card batch would be opened anyways. From what I have experienced about her, I had a feeling she would be visiting her frequently. I mean, she didn't even get to fight Mikayla. All she did was throw a punch—unsuccessfully. And she still ended up falling to the ground. Thinking that's the worse case scenario, she ended up falling and hurting herself after conceding defeat. I shook my head, wondering if this was the kind of woman I really wanted to use