All Chapters of The Cruel Alpha’s Breeder : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Sold To The Beast

Verania I was woken up by the feeling of a stick biting into my legs painfully. I opened my eyes and saw Madame Freya standing above me, the stick she used to whip all of us whenever we wronged her or made a mistake in her hand. "Up!" she barked. "Today is the day I'll finally get rid of you."I didn't know what she meant but I had the feeling that it was something bad. For years, she was my guardian, calling me a burden and complaining about the time and money it took to feed me. I wasn't like the other girls. I didn't work in the brothel, pleasing the countless men who knocked on her door on a regular basis. Madame Freya's brothel was the most popular one in the city, mostly because she always had fresh girls to replace the old ones. What happened to the old ones remained a mystery even to me. We never saw them again after they were declared unfit to satisfy men's desires. For years, I wondered why she never trained me to be a part of them. I didn't have illusions—I knew she

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

Caged

Verania The uniformed men dragged me back to the main room and continued onward, not stopping until they reached the door. Shock rendered me unable to move. I was taken outside, to the biting cold, and only snapped out of my paralysis when I saw the cars parked out front. They were huge and resembled tanks—I doubted that bullets would shatter the windows. "Let go of me!" I argued before shaking my body once more. It was all pointless. They opened the door, shoved me in the backseat, then slammed the door right in my face. There was no lock on the inside. I couldn't find one. It didn't take long for Alpha Rasmon to walk out with Madame Freya by his side. She was holding my rucksack, which she handed to one of the men in uniform. When did I drop it? I couldn't even remember. The sight of him—all tall and imposing—scared the living hell out of me. I'd never met this man personally, but I knew him by reputation like everyone else. He was known as The Cruel Alpha and was allegedly t

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

Wicked Intentions

Rasmon "Listen to me now," I said as I pressed the button on the keypad that allowed the sound of my voice to fill the room from the loudspeaker. "If you choose to remain disobedient, you will pay the price for it. No food—that's your punishment. This will continue until you're ready to obey." Angry and agitated, I stepped away from the door, striding down the long corridor until I reached the top of the staircase. I descended the stairs and only stopped when I reached my office. Once there, I slammed the door shut and ran my fingers through my hair. The owner of the brothel warned me of her temperament but I didn't know what I would be dealing with until now. I walked over to the cabinet with the decanter of whiskey behind my desk and immediately filled my glass. I'd hoped for a few moments of silence but heard the door of my office opening. Aunt Verona said, "I saw you dragging the poor thing all the way to her room. I take it the meeting didn't go well?" "Why would

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

Hunger Strike

VeraniaWhen I saw the boy running toward him, I immediately felt scared. I was too far away to hear their conversation and genuinely feared for the boy's life. But then I saw how the Cruel Alpha held him and how broadly the child smiled. That was when I knew that he wasn't being mistreated. Sad children rarely smiled. I experienced that first-hand.I automatically assumed the boy was his son. The way the boy looked at him suggested that the Alpha was a parental figure for him. I would say the boy was around ten years old. Considering Alpha Rasmon appeared to be around twenty-eight, it made sense. At least he wasn't a monster to his own son. That didn't mean he wasn't cruel, though. I left my position from the window and headed toward the bed. Sitting on the edge, I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. I tried to open the door and of course, it didn't budge. I tried random combinations on the keypad and it didn't work either. The window seemed to be bulletproof. It was

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

Open Challenge

Verania If I didn’t swallow the water, then I would have to choke on it, and that wasn’t what I wanted at all. Choking would only make things worse, so instead, I gulped down the water as tears gathered in my eyes. Soon, my stomach felt too full to the point where I thought it would burst. The Cruel Alpha only stepped back when the glass was empty. His hateful eyes searched my face. I coughed and wiped the back of my hand across my mouth, meeting his gaze steadily. “Agatha,” he said to the plump woman who stood beside him and watched me with a horrified expression. “The food.”The woman hurried to gather a plate of food, presumably for me. He didn’t take his eyes off my face, and I could tell that he was prepared for a fight. This only increased my need to stand my ground. At this point, I was far beyond caring. The woman, Agatha, handed him a plate of food. I didn’t pay attention to what was on it. Alpha Rasmon handed it to me, his eyes hard. “Eat.”I didn’t make a single move.

Last Updated : 2025-06-01

The Intrusive King

Rasmon As soon as Aunt Verona entered my office, I faced her fully and glared at her. “Don’t look at me like that,” she sighed as she sat on the empty chair across from me, almost like she was exhausted. Reaching for a cigarette, she added, “Your breeder is back in her room. Locked, of course. I made sure of it.”“Why would you do that?” I questioned. “I asked you not to intervene, Aunt. You’ll give that slave the wrong impression of me. That will never happen again, do you understand me!?”“Rasmon, you might be the Alpha of this pack, but you don’t give me orders. I won’t take it. You forget who took care of you all these years. I’m practically your mother. I raised you.”“Mother or not, you can’t disrespect me, much less before the staff!”“Agatha will never mention what happened in the kitchen. If she does, she’ll have her head cut off. They all know the rules. What we should be addressing here is your inability to listen and rationalize.”I scoffed and stared at her in disbelief

Last Updated : 2025-06-02

Rune-Reader

VeraniaThe next morning, nobody came for me, not for food or commands. It left me restless. I preferred it when he stopped by the room to find out whether or not I was 'ready to obey him' because at least then, I knew what to expect. Right now, I didn't know a thing. I was lost concerning my own fate. Would I be punished for my behavior last night? I found it unlikely that he would leave it at that. When I decided to act out, I was fully prepared for the consequences. That didn't mean I wasn't afraid, though. I was. I'd never had much of a life, but I wasn't eager to die. There was a part of me that always hoped something good would happen to me, something that would take me out of the misery I lived at the brothel. Here, though, those hopes were diminished. I didn't see what could take me out of this.Even so, I hoped. I rose from the bed and paced the floor with my thumb between my teeth. I had a terrible habit of biting my nails whenever I was nervous. Giving up, I moved

Last Updated : 2025-06-05

The Wise Choice

VeraniaHe was taller than I expected him to be, and his eyes immediately found mine. They were so wide and innocent. "Lucan," the woman said, "you know I don’t like it when you come into my quarters without knocking. Why aren’t you outside?”“I’m waiting for Dad, Aunt Verona,” he claimed sheepishly, lowering his gaze but still stealing glances at me. For some reason, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I was constantly surrounded by children at the brothel, and most of the time, I took care of them. By the goddess. The mere thought of them made me realize that I missed them so much. So, so much. “Go wait for him outside, then,” his aunt claimed. Verona. A name so similar to mine. I realized I hadn’t known it until the boy—Lucan—mentioned it. “Have you met our new guest?”I was stunned by her introduction. I wasn’t a guest for that man. The boy looked at me, then walked over, extending his little hand. “Hello. My name is Lucan.”I had to clear my throat before speaking. “I’m Verania

Last Updated : 2025-06-05

Genuine Tenderness

Rasmon “And you agreed to this?” Aunt Verona asked, eyes wide. “Rasmon, you can’t let Arius tell you how to dictate your life! Why didn’t you just say no to him!?”I sighed. For the hundredth time, I explained to her, “Right now, I have to distract him so he doesn’t figure out who the breeder is, Aunt Verona. I have plans, and Arius could ruin them in a heartbeat if he wanted to.”“Because you gave him the power to do that!” she exclaimed. “You could’ve been the Alpha King if you wanted to! But no, you chose to become a lapdog, standing aside as he took all the power and fucked everyone in the ass!”Arguing with my aunt when she was in this state was an exasperating task. I poured myself another drink and sat watching as she raged about Arius. She didn’t understand my motives and why I didn’t want to have so much power. Controlling everyone was never my ultimate goal—I wanted to live comfortably in a place I built with both hands, and when I achieved that, nothing else mattered. Be

Last Updated : 2025-06-06

Pleasant

Verania By the goddess. That man was heavy, weighed down by tons and tons of negative energy and a hatefulness that went bone-deep. "It's alright, Lucan," Verona said to the boy after his father left, ignoring him. "He probably didn't hear you. Come, let's eat."The food was delicious, and I made myself focus on how great it was rather than the Cruel Alpha’s reaction to me sitting at the table. I couldn’t understand why he seemed to hate me so much. It was something I hadn’t realized until now. Was it common for men to hate their breeders? Or was it different with me because I’d shown him I didn’t want to be here?Throughout dinner, Lucan spoke to me. I couldn’t see his father at all whenever I looked at him—he was such a special boy. His laugh was hearty and he was so resourceful and intelligent. It was impossible to around him and not like him. I had to admit that I found myself smiling often at the little things he said, like, “Verania, will you play fetch with me someday? May

Last Updated : 2025-06-08

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