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CHAPTER 94
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2026-07-05 21:37:54
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THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 119
EDAL The negotiation table in the lower solar was made of heavy, unpolished oak, but Nikolai sat across from me as if it were a throne carved just for him.He was Gregor’s eldest—twenty-four, built like a young oak, with bright grey eyes that held the reckless, golden confidence of a hunter who had never lost a trail. Nikolai had his father’s sharp jawline, but none of Gregor’s weary, weathered paranoia. When he moved, his shoulders shifted with an easy, fluid grace under his dark leather riding tunic, and he hadn't taken his eyes off me since his retinue rode through Haven’s gates two hours ago."The trade route along the northern pass is dangerous, Edal," Nikolai said, his voice dropping into a low, smooth baritone that rolled across the quiet room like warm syrup. He leaned forward, resting his thick forearms against the table, his fingers casually tapping near the map I had laid out. "My father thinks ten outriders are enough to secure the grain wagons. But if *you* were riding w
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 118
EDALThe mountain air was thick with the scent of pine needle sap and damp earth, but beneath it lay a new smell—one that had kept the sentries on the upper timberline on high alert since dawn.It was not the rot-stink of wild, rabid beasts, nor was it the iron-and-ash scent of Vex’s long-shattered raiders. It was clean. It smelled of deep forest, cold river water, and raw meat."They aren't taking offensive positions, Edal," Ezra whispered from his perch atop the reinforced wooden rampart. His long hybrid ears were angled far forward, catching every subtle rustle of the brush three hundred yards down the slope. "They’re spread out in a broad semicircle, but their tails are low and their jaws are loose. No growling. No teeth.""How many?" I asked, keeping my hands resting casually near the brass buckle of my belt, well clear of my pistol holster. I wanted to look relaxed, even if my pulse was ticking steadily against my ribs."Fourteen," Ezra replied, dropping down to the catwalk besi
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 117
EDALThe mountain had quieted down for the night, but the quiet in Haven was never truly silent. The heavy wooden beams of the new perimeter housing groaned as the night air cooled, and off in the distance, the low hum of the geothermal pumps vibrated through the stone under my boots.For the past three months, Dr. Helena had played her part perfectly.She had organized the secondary seed beds, trained four baseline workers to test water acidity, and even helped Tarek process a batch of synthetic penicillin using the old-world lab equipment. To the rest of the town, she was indispensable. The farmers tipped their hats to her when she walked through the central square. Brody’s militia recruits cleared a path for her in the mess hall. Even Korr had eased the guard rotations around her personal living quarters.She had earned their trust. Every bit of it.But trust in a ruined world was a luxury I couldn't afford.It was two hours past midnight when I left the upper command office. I was
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 116
EDALSix months had completely reshaped the mountain.Haven was no longer just a cold bunker carved into the stone; it had grown into a sprawling, fortified town. The outer gates had been pushed half a mile down the ridge, framed by reinforced iron timber walls and double-watch towers. Down in the valley floor, the secondary terrace was green with the second harvest of variant wheat, the stalks tall and thick under the late summer sun.With the food secured, news had spread down the flats. Over a hundred new survivors had crossed the perimeter since the spring—families, scavengers, and stray baseline laborers fleeing the warband territories.The town now held nearly three hundred souls. And at the center of the wheel, the weight rested on my desk.I stood on the upper command balcony, looking down at the central square. The morning trade market was already loud with the sounds of hammers, livestock, and trading voices. I wore my heavy leather coat, my combat knife resting against my h
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 115
TAREKThe door to the inner command quarters wasn't latched. Just a crack of yellow light spilling into the dark corridor. I had come to check Rylan's knuckles, the metal tray of salves heavy in my hands. But the moment I reached the threshold, the words I meant to say died in my throat.The room was thick with the scent of them—woodsmoke, old leather, and the heavy, suffocating musk of three Alphas completely lost to their basest instincts. The air itself was wet, hot, almost impossible to breathe.Korr sat on the edge of the low wooden platform bed, his coat discarded, his chest bare. Rylan was between his thighs, his scarred hands buried in Korr's graying hair. They were kissing—a slow, brutal rhythm that had none of the discipline they carried outside these walls. Korr's hands gripped Rylan's bare waist, thumbs digging into the thick muscle above his hip, pulling him closer until there was no air between them.And then Ezra moved from the dark corner near the hearth.His hybrid ea
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 114
EDALWithin three weeks, the lower agricultural sector looked entirely different.Dr. Helena worked fourteen hours a day inside the secondary laboratory bay we had cleared out for her. She had stripped the broken metal shelving out of the room, replaced it with clean glass distillers, and spent her mornings calibrating the ancient soil neutralizers we had brought down from the ridge. She did not wear the silver thermal suit anymore; she wore a standard gray Haven mechanic’s shirt, but she kept the top button done tight to her throat, distinct and separate from the loose, frayed clothes of the baseline workers.And her methods were undeniably effective.I stood on the viewing platform above the primary terrace, looking down at the long rows of soil boxes. The yellow, twisted stalks of the old winter wheat had been entirely dug up and buried in the deep lime pits. In their place, the new variant-4B seeds had broken through the dark earth. They weren't gray or stunted; the shoots were th
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 5
EDALI came with his name on my lips. My back arched off the dirt floor. My thighs shook. My breath came in ragged gasps. I saw white behind my eyes, and for a moment, I forgot he'd thrown me away.Then it was over. I lay there, sweaty and disgusting, my hand still between my legs, my chest heaving
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 4
EDALThe night air hit my face Branches scratched my arms. Mud sucked at my boots. My lungs burned. My legs screamed. I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. If I stopped, I'd think about him, and if I thought about him, I'd die.I ran until my body gave out.I collapsed in a ditch … wet and dark and full
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 3
EDAL“Look at her, locking herself in like the pathetic little breeder she is.”The words came through the door like needles, sharp and precise, and I pressed my back against the wood so hard I felt the grain bite into my skin.“Did you see her face when Alpha announced Vex as his Luna?” Another vo
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 2
EDAL“You haven't fucked me in two weeks Rylan… Of course I'm wet, Bow shut up and fuck me .” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped. My nails dug into his shoulders.“Is this what you need?” he asked, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made my vision blur.“I need you
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