The Breeder And Her Lycan Beast

[Eliana’s POV]A soft breeze blows, causing the daffodils that surround me to tickle my skin as I stare off in the distance, waiting for the familiar figure that I have come to hold dear. He promised to come no matter what today since it was my birthday, but so far there hasn’t been an appearance.My birthday… Ha, this was the first time I had ever actually been the slightest bit excited about celebrating it, and it only took me sixteen years to get here.Since a long time ago, I had deemed the day I was born as the day that my misfortune had begun. Born to a bloodthirsty tyrant and a whore, I was considered a disgrace and a reminder of infidelity that I had no choice in.Maybe if my father hadn’t been so desperate to fuck any woman that showed him even the slightest bit of interest, I wouldn’t have been brought into the cold palace to be used as a pawn to unite the packs of Elgin and Brawn.Shivering, I try to forget the cold eyes of Trent Dupris, the future alpha of Brawn. He was a

[Eliana’s POV] "Oh, she looks so much better cleaned up," Madam Ophilia announces. "You’ll most certainly earn me quite a bit. Tell me, girl, how old are you?" After being washed from top to bottom, I was sent off to Tumescere House, where Madam Ophilia and her henchmen were waiting to prepare me to become nothing more than a breeder. It was amazing how no matter where I seemed to end up, the final result was always the same… I was simply meant to help some men procreate. I don’t respond as she waits patiently for me. Why would I? What was the worst that she could do? Beat me? I was already used to that. Would she kill me? Great, that was even better than being made into a thing to be used to create life with. I wasn’t afraid of whatever it was that she would throw at me. "Madam Ophilia asked you a question, bitch!" My captor growled, grabbing my hair and tugging. "You’d be wise to answer her." "Fuck you!" I growl, earning myself a slap that sends me crashing to the ground right

[Eliana’s POV]"Do you, Eliana Wright, take Trent Dupris to be your lawful wedded husband…"I zone in and out as the priest repeats the necessary vows to bind Trent and I as husband and wife. This was all just for show in the end, and I was just ready for it to end."....To have and to hold, in sickness or in health, till death do you part…""I do," I murmur, keeping my gaze fixed on Trent’s despite everything in me screaming no."And do you, Trent…"Zoning out again, I wait until Trent’s turn to speak. Once that’s finished, we exchange rings, and before I can stop it, Trent is kissing me for all to see.When it ends, I have to fight the urge to gag; after all, I’m supposed to be playing the part of the perfect bride, and if I were to show my complete and utter disdain for even being kissed by Trent, I’d ruin that show."Try running away now," Trent whispers as we turn to face the congregation that is now standing and applauding. "I’ll hunt you down and kill you.""I haven’t thought o

[Alexandria’s POV]"Whatever you’re planning," Zane growls as I watch Rosemary head in the direction Eliana went. "Don’t.""I don’t know what you mean."I remain calm as his dark eyes examine my face as if he is searching for what I’m supposed to be planning, according to him."You’re too paranoid," I giggle, gently touching his arm. "Not everyone is plotting against you."A low growl escapes his lips as he yanks his body out of my reach while narrowing his gaze. From the way he is acting, you would think that I had pinched him or something."I’m hurt," I pout, though I’m actually pretty amused by how on guard he is with me. It made picking on him that much more enjoyable. "Soon we will be husband and wife. When will you finally let that guard down?"As I speak, I plop down on a chair and cross one leg over the other. Flicking my long blonde hair behind my shoulder, I stare up at Zane."Would you care for a drink before you go?"In a way, I felt bad for the big guy. Anytime he was bro

[Eliana’s POV]I fight against the large lycan, trying my damndest to knock him off, but he doesn’t seem to budge. At least until he seems to regain just enough consciousness to shift back into his human form.Eyes widening, I try to ignore the fact that there is a large, completely naked man laying on top of me, dripping with blood from multiple gunshot wounds on his back."Hey!" I try again, hoping that I can rouse him. "You can’t stay here, otherwise..."As if to help me make my point, the sound of sirens in the distance reached my ears. Dammit, we need to get out of here!"Come on, big guy," I huff, pressing my hands against his broad chest. "Get up.""Mmmm."Feeling a slight sense of relief, I wait as the man slowly lifts himself up until his silver eyes stare down into mine. From the confusion in them, it is clear that he doesn’t quite understand what is happening."Wah?" he grunts before hissing in pain. "What the hell? What did you do to me?""Me?" I gasp, my eyes growing wide