All Chapters of A Breeder For The Alphas: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

  RONTHER “Okay now the witch is gone I think there is something else of importance we should discuss that does not need her presence” I said to the both alphas who were sipping their drinks “What is it now Ronther? Haven’t you terrorized her enough? What evil plan have you conceived now against her” Shaun asked in frustration and obvious bias while Ulric said nothing but just drank, he always acted mature which was annoying sometimes. “First no, I have not even began to terrorize that witch and second this is not about that I think I can come up with ideas to make her suffer without any of your help” I said not really knowing why I care this much that I had to think this deeply about what it is I was about to propose“You have made that perfectly obvious” Shaun attacked “so if this is not about making her live miserable what is this then about?” Shaun

RONTHER They all should be thanking me, every single one of them, they should let down a red carpet and be throwing a parade in my name for doing the hard thing none of them had the balls to do instead this is how they treat me? And that witch she thinks because she is extremely beautiful that, that gives her the right to speak to me any how she wants, i should go back there and slit her throat for how disrespectful she was to me but then again she is no longer my problem so let the both of them do with her however they please. I have no idea why I did not do this sooner I mean it was obvious she was defective from the moment I saw her, yes I invested a huge sum of money so I could also own a share of her but she has been insufferable from the first day I met her. She has a mouth and attitude to her that just makes me want to kiss her and never let her speak. What the fuck was I thinking and why do I have such a soft spot for her? I am supposed to hate her yet I find myself double gu

  SIBYL there was a knock on the door and at first I thought it was all in my head but it kept getting louder making me feel it was not actually my dream. I opened my eyes but the door look too far away, how long how I been asleep I wondered as my stomach twisted and growl like it was having it’s own protest, The knock sounded again but I was too hungry and tired to get nor did I have the strength to get to it. “Leave me alone m, I do not have that strength today” I shouted back at whomever was disturbing me. I just wanted to be in bed all day without any disturbance as I was too weak for any drama“Miss it’s me!” I heard a familiar voice say followed with another series of knocks and attack on the door. I sprung up from bed as I clearly recognized the voice as it belonged to Amelie “Amelie!?” I called wanting to be really sure it was her and n

 SIBYL I took my bath finally after resting a little and allowing the food time to digests, I made a mental note never to indulge in any form of hunger strike ever again as I know it was something I would not excel in, i felt better as I stepped out and Amelie helped me dressed, I knew I had to look good as I promised to later find both Ulric and Shaun I stepped out doing If my room as I intended to do just that but first I decided to keep my distance from them just so I don’t feel what I felt earlier on today, when I was bathing earlier i thought about what I had felt and I rationalize it and chucked it down to hunger, because that is what it had to be, hunger has been known for its irrational feeling and even hallucinations maybe that is what happened to me making me feel funny between my legs when in fact it was just hunger trying to let me know I needed to eat but still i was not too bold in my assessment that i would allow them touch me a

  SIBYL The wake which was organized for the departed werewolves who “sacrificed themselves so others could escape” had a large number of turn up, even more than even I had anticipated, in-fact I believe every werewolf was present for it as I watched the amount of lit candle held by every individual werewolf present as it lighten and brightened the whole arena, it was a sight to behold, simply beautiful to say the least and I have never seen this amount of people all at once in a place but then again I just received my eyesight and so maybe it was normal for large crowds from different packs to gather together for a common purpose but something told me it was not normal at all but not normal in a good way. As I approached the crowed the sound of humming grew as I noticed they were not conversing with each other but were engaged in a form of ritual, I have never been to a werewolf funeral or wake before so I had