Todos los capítulos de Escape from Eden: A Breeder's Awakening: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

“P-please don’t hurt me,” I begged while on my knees. Despite the arctic temperature in the infirmary, sweat began to trickle down my forehead and under my armpits. A bead of sweat dripped between my breasts, reminding me that if I wasn’t wearing a bra that my breasts would be exposed to this man. I wanted to run, but my common sense told me that would be impossible. He was bigger than me, stronger, too. I’d never have a chance. He had a gun and could kill me with a single shot. I swallowed and raised my hands. “I-I am a student of Eden…please…don’t shoot.”“Eden’s students are in class right now. You shouldn’t be here. Do you have Dysmorphism?” the stranger asked.My eyes widened in surprise. “I-I’m a werewolf.” Well…I assume I am. I won’t know for another three days. His eyes narrowed at me. “I have a badge. It’s on the front of my dress.”“Show me,” he demanded in a deep, husky voice. I retrieved my badge and my hands shook as I handed it to him. I snatched my hand back when hi

“I’ll be keeping an eye on you.”The threat was anything but subtle. His words inched down my spine like an icy chill. Judge Jackson had a countdown hanging over my head. He was the predator and I was the prey.I turned around and found Judge Jackson walking in the opposite direction. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his broad back and his perfect posture as he marched down the hallway. I came to a halt when I bumped into Supervisor Sarah. “Imani, watch where you’re going. You caused enough trouble today to last you a lifetime,” she admonished.I’m in enough trouble to last three days…We paused outside of the classroom. “What you did today was very…disappointing and irresponsible. You attracted the wrong kind of attention today,” Supervisor Rachel reprimanded. “This is a difficult time for all of us. I understand how you feel. I was in your shoes decades ago.”She couldn’t possibly know I felt. She was a Breeder A. She had twelve pups and returned to Eden when her mate died severa

I never knew what a cold sweat was until that moment. I thought I experienced it when I was examined to determine what breeder level I’d be, but no. That was nothing compared to this. Sweat descended slowly down the back of my neck, damp the curly wisps at the hairline. From there, it traveled down my spine, trickling slowly like a lazy rain drop on a window. I had to say something. The longer I stayed silent, the more his smiled curled into a knowing grin. I licked my bottom lip before saying, “I guess…I guess you’ll find out in three days.”My eyes stayed on his face even as he toyed with me, flicking his gun between both hands as if he was playing hot potato. He finally stopped and holstered his weapon. “This should bring you peace of mind.” I raised an eyebrow in confusion. “You’ve met your potential executor face-to-face. You should be comforted knowing that I will be the one to pull the trigger if you’re not a pure bred wolf. It’s as the saying goes, ‘You rather the devil you

I looked down at myself in a panic. I felt around my body, searching for a hole, searching for crimson blood. Nothing.Judge Jackson stood to my left. He was so close that it was impossible to tell where I started and he began. I turned, and my theory was confirmed when my lips grazed his cheek. He smiled at me genuinely, forcing my heart to play hopscotch in my chest. Gunshots continued to erupt around me, followed my the deafening drop of bodies, yet, none of those bullets struck me. “Why? Why am I still alive?” I whispered.Judge Jackson straightened to his full height and left my side to assess the death and destruction. I stayed in place but did the same, observing my dead sisters that laid on the floor. Some of them were clearly mutations. One of the girls, Mariah, had a wing sprouting out of her back. Another girl, Tamara, grew an extra eye in the middle of her forehead. Other girls appeared normal, and I suspected they didn’t have wolves like me.But if that’s the case, then

My nose wrinkled and at the disheveled and unkempt male in front of me.He was older with a beer belly. His beard was patchy and he had a stain on the front of his shirt that didn’t look recent. His teeth were enough to give me nightmares for the rest of my life.It was obvious this wolf didn’t care about his hygiene and appearance. My mind was trying to process how he felt comfortable presenting himself in front of noble and high-ranking officials as he was. If he didn’t care enough about himself and reputation, then he surely wouldn’t care about me. The thought of having to lay down with the man and producing a child was revolting. I could barely stand being a few feet in front of him, let alone have him between my legs and laying on top of me. The smell of alcohol was overwhelming, forcing me to take a step back from him. This can’t be my life. I’ll gladly take a bullet before I let this man choose me! They love to tell us that we don’t have a choice, but that’s not true. There’s