Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Breeder For The Ruthless Alpha king : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Ivy.I’d had enough.The roses. The letters. The poems stained with god knows what—Mucus’ idea of romance. Every damn morning, like clockwork, one of his cursed little pigeons or enchanted delivery wolves would show up at my door with something "heartfelt." I couldn’t even take a step outside without tripping over a bouquet or a love charm pulsing with his desperate energy.No more.That morning, I stood on the terrace, looking down at yet another basket of purple lilies “Burn it,” I told Kree, one of my men, and turned away before I could hear the sizzle. “And take him. Tonight.”Kree didn’t ask who I meant. He knew.The old warehouse on the outskirts of the borderlands still smelled like ash and fear. Perfect place for a chat. Mucus was slumped in the center of the floor, wrists bound behind him with silver-laced chains. Not enough to kill, just enough to sting like hell. He looked up when I stepped into the light, eyes glassy but gleaming with that annoying puppy-like devotion.“I

Alpha Ellison.I stood by the window of my study and just stared into space. My fists clenched at my sides, I was still trying to fathom everything that had happened in the last few hours.The truth had finally come out.The room was quiet save for the soft ticking of the grandfather clock and the distant calls of the palace staff. I turned away from the view, jaw tight, and paced the floor. The doctors had admitted it. They confessed how lady calantha had paid them handsomely to lie about the DNA test results. All orchestrated by Lady Calantha, the once-revered Luna Dowager.She had tampered with Lucy’s pregnancy report… and the DNA results.I remember the moment as clearly as if it were happening now. The trembling doctor, wringing his hands, couldn’t meet my eyes.“She… threatened our families, Alpha,” he whispered, sweat beading along his temple. “And offered us wealth we couldn’t refuse. She said no one would believe a loss breeder so our job will be easier.”A low growl rumbled

Ethan.“Get out!” I roared, lurching to my feet as the kids scattered in shrieking laughter, dust rising around their bare feet as they fled.“Mad man! Mad maaaaan!” one of them sang from a distance, his voice obnoxiously sweet like a taunt wrapped in honey. A rock thudded near my foot, followed by a giggle. I swore under my breath, glaring after them.Little bastards.I slumped back down against the rusted metal fence, sweat dampening the collar of my shirt. My stomach growled again, sharp and empty. I hadn’t eaten since yesterday’s scraps, a half-eaten chicken bone and a crust of something I didn’t dare name. My clothes reeked of rot and grease, patched in places with strips of garbage bags I’d cut and tied with shoelaces. My shoes didn’t match. One had a sole peeling like a bad scab. The other had no laces at all.Banished. Exiled. Forgotten.Once, I’d stood tall in a pack that saluted me as their Beta.Now, I was filth by a dumpster.It had been months since I was cast out—strippe

Aurora.“What did you just say?”My voice cracked like a whip through the room, sharp and disbelieving. I hadn’t meant to yell, but the words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them.My mother didn’t even flinch. Her back was still turned to me as she smoothed out an invisible wrinkle on the rich crimson fabric of the corset she’d just forced onto my body. When she turned to face me again, her expression was cold. Unshaken. She said it like she was commenting on the weather.“You’re going to get pregnant by the Alpha King tonight.”I stared at her, my breath caught somewhere between my lungs and my throat.She said it again. Slower. Crueler. “That’s the only way our plan can truly succeed.”I took a step back. “You want me to seduce him? You want me to trap Alpha Ellison into fathering a child?”“Yes,” she said simply. “And you will do it.”I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak.But then—Thunk.A soft sound beneath the bed, like someone shifting too suddenly. My

Ivy.The burn of the whiskey coated my throat like a promise I knew I shouldn’t keep—but I drank it anyway. Again. And again.The club lights flickered over the glass in my hand, casting orange and violet shadows across the sticky table I’d claimed as my altar to self-destruction. I wasn’t even pretending anymore. The music had long since dulled into background noise, replaced by the rhythm of my own thoughts echoing against the hollow inside of me.Lucy had given birth.Twins.The air even tasted different now. Like change. Like the end.I wasn’t needed anymore.Not by him.Alpha Ellison hadn’t even looked at me since the twins arrived—since she brought them into the world, like some shining goddess reborn. I laughed bitterly, a low, cracked sound that startled the guy in the booth next to mine. I raised my empty glass again before realizing it was… well, empty.“Another,” I slurred at the bartender, waving it lazily.He looked at me with a mix of pity and annoyance, but before he c