Todos los capítulos de Breeder or Mate: The Crimson Threshold: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Alpha Jermain’s face tightened as he finally began his dark rituals. He positioned a small table, already laden with all the necessary items, directly before Lilias. Swiftly, he took a ceremonial blade and made a precise cut across the palm of Lilias’s hand. A gasp escaped the woman, more from shock than pain, as bright red blood welled up and slowly began to drip into an ancient goblet he held beneath. The Alpha watched intently as the crimson droplets fell, his eyes bulging triumphantly. He was already basking in the imagined glory of his success. As each drop stained the bottom of the goblet, he began to taunt Lilias, his voice thick with malicious satisfaction. "You are doing me a great service here, little witch," he murmured, his gaze fixed on the pooling blood. "A truly magnificent service. But do not despair! I promise you a life beyond your wildest dreams. A life of unimaginable luxury and pleasure." He paused, h

Alpha Female Zela’s Point of View What would normally have been a quick one-day journey had, for Erico and me, stretched into three long, exhausting days. The road to Greywood was incredibly tiring, especially with my large, heavy belly. Every bump, every sway of the cart, made me deeply uncomfortable. We had spent several nights camping along the way, thankfully, as a werewolf, I was used to the rough feeling of a grassy bed beneath me. My body adapted quickly, but the constant motion was draining. Erico had planned this trip with immense care. He had thought of everything, taking many precautions to ensure my comfort and safety. We had waterproof, woolen sleeping bags, plenty of bottled water, and a food warmer packed with enough meat and vegetables to keep us nourished. He was always mindful of my special needs as an expectant mother. In the small village we had passed through, Blackwell

Alpha Female Zela’s Point of View still As Erico handled the last of the paperwork at the counter, murmuring with the clinic staff, I slowly strolled out of the building. I stepped onto the wide, welcoming porch, letting the fresh morning sun warm my face. I took a deep, shaky breath, feeling the cool air fill my lungs. A contented expression now settled on my face. Erico and I were going to have twins, a boy and a girl. I couldn't be happier than I was right at this moment. The thought filled me with a pure, uncontainable delight that seemed to bubble up from deep inside. This felt like a beautiful dream, one from which I never wanted to wake up. It was perfect. Until now, our little family had only consisted of the two of us. I often felt lonely, adrift among humans. They weren't my kind, I couldn't freely be myself with them, couldn't shift, couldn't truly let my guard do

Alpha Female Zela’s Point of View still I gripped the armrests of the rocking chair so tightly my knuckles turned white. My eyes were glued to Lilias, but my mind reeled, trying to process her words. Her story was simply unbelievable. She couldn't be talking about Erico, not my Erico. Not the loving man who had taken such good care of me, who had always prioritized my wishes, and made sure I lacked for nothing. He had been so attentive, so gentle. Erico is a cheater!! The thought exploded in my mind, a brutal truth that my conscious brain flat-out refused to believe. I gasped, a small, choked sound. Erico had shown himself to be an excellent partner these past few months, a dedicated lover, a reassuring presence. But even as my rational mind rebelled, my deepest instincts, my werewolf senses, screamed that everything Lilias was telling me was the absolute truth. The pieces,

“Zela!” I barely managed to suppress the desperate tone in my voice as I took a few quick steps towards her. My mate! She was truly breathtakingly beautiful, standing there in the morning sun. Her skin was fair, almost luminous, and her hair gleamed, catching the light. She looked well-cared for, there was no trace of abuse or neglect on her, for which I was eternally grateful. But her eyes, those beautiful eyes that once sparkled with such life, seemed dull, as if she were looking right through me, seeing nothing. Her hands were held protectively around her swollen belly, where our precious pup was safely nestled. The sight of her, so close yet so distant, clawed at my heart. “Lilias says you’ve forgotten me,” I began softly as if I were afraid to startle a deer. “She told me I was erased from your memory.” I took another cautious step closer, trying to bridge the ch