All Chapters of Breeder or Mate: The Crimson Threshold: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The moment I entered the grand living room where the birthday party was held, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. Heads turned in unison, eyes narrowing as though measuring every inch of me.It was disturbingly reminiscent of my eighteenth birthday bash, where Alphas had preened and positioned themselves, all preying to see if they had hit the jackpot, to be able to claim me as their mate.The sophisticatedly dressed men and glamorous women, each clutching glasses of the finest wine, stared at me as if I had just landed from an entirely different planet. It was a moment I utterly despised, especially since the potion had dulled my werewolf instincts. While they couldn’t identify me as a werewolf, I struggled to discern their true nature myself, a strange, unsettling vulnerability.Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I ignored the gazes that bore into me and floated toward the grand table adorned with high-stemmed glasses. The crisp, cool liquid sparkled invitingly, and I took o

Crown Prince Raul’s Point of ViewI stood outside Zela's apartment, my patience a razor's edge.Each passing moment felt like a gentle tick of the clock, a sweet reminder of the happiness that awaited us. I chose not to do this at her workplace with a public confrontation, the ensuing scandal would be a feast for the carrion birds of gossip. This was a private matter, her comfort was always my priority.I glanced at Ivor, who was leisurely leaning against the car, checking his watch for the umpteenth time."She should have returned hours ago," I said, irritation seeping through my calm façade.Ivor merely shrugged, his indifference only stoking the embers of my restlessness. "You believe she's avoiding us? Perhaps she senses our presence.""Absurd," I hissed, dismissing the notion with a dismissive flick of my wrist. "She wouldn't know. And even if she did, there’s no reason for her to avoid me. She is mine."To distract myself from the rising anxiety, I began to menta

Crown Prince Raul’s Point of View stillA thick silence filled the room, heavy and suffocating like the air had turned solid. The elderly sat frozen in their seats, their wide eyes showing pure dread. It felt as if time had stopped entirely. Alpha Gene broke the stillness. His face twisted with an anger that seemed to pour out of him. He leapt from his chair, grabbed my shoulders, and held on so tight it felt like my bones might snap. “He dared... That filth dared to take my daughter!” he growled, his words dripping with fury and desperation. “Gene, calm yourself,” my father said firmly, though I could see the worry in his eyes. The situation was serious, and even he couldn’t hide his feelings. “Calm myself?” Alpha Gene roared, his hands gripping harder, his breathing uneven. “If Jermain so much as touches Zela, I’ll start a war with Woodcrest that’ll make the ancient battles look like child’s play! I’ll bring my son back from Council training, and

Alpha Female Zela’s Point of ViewThe ride to Woodcrest was a blur, the high speed of the car rendering the scenery outside into streaks of dark green and gray.I sat stiffly in my seat, my fists clenched at my sides. As the tall gates of Woodcrest loomed ahead, they swung open just long enough for our vehicle to streak through before slamming shut behind us. The metallic clang echoed in my chest, a finality that felt like the sealing of a tomb.This isn’t the end, I reminded myself, forcing my breathing to steady.Fear threatened to creep in, but I shoved it aside. I couldn’t afford to break down now. Although, no one would notice my disappearance, not yet at least, as I had purposefully cut off contact with my friends in the pack, not wanting them to suffer for my choices.The thought of the Crown Prince flitted into my mind.Raul. Would he even look for me? Or would my absence release him from whatever hold the bond had on him? I replayed Lilias's words in my head, ‘he already has

As we stepped into the dining room, Chrissy already awaited us.With her sharp eyes first locked onto the Alpha, a silent, tense exchange passing between them, before turning to scrutinize me, her gaze passing on every detail.“Zela, are you scavenging for the crumbs I left behind?” she quipped, her tone laced with undisguised malice. “Trust me, I never leave anything unfinished. He won’t be able to satisfy you today, or any other day.”I ignored her barbed remark, sinking into a chair with nonchalance.I watched with detached interest as she claimed her place beside the Alpha at the head of the long, massive table. Her proprietary air, the way she settled into her role as the Alpha’s mate, did not bother me a bit, she could have him for all I care. The Alpha belonged to her in every way I had no intention of contesting, a fact I intended to make abundantly clear to everyone.The aroma of the dishes wafted towards me, a tantalizing blend of spices and roasted meat, and my mouth watere