All Chapters of The Cruel Alpha’s Breeder : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rasmon Earlier…“Ah, Rasmon,” Arius said once I was close enough to his group. Every eye turned to me. “Lady Rheena here tells me that there was a situation with her and your breeder. Is that true? Why don’t you give us all the details?”I glanced at her, unable to hide how irritated I was by this whole situation. She smiled at me sweetly, and that was the confirmation I needed that I’d never marry someone like her. She wasn’t a match for me, not in the slightest. “It’s a matter I’ve taken care of,” I gritted out. “This breeder of yours sure seems to be a problematic person,” Arius laughed. “I wonder, why are you still with her? You’re someone who doesn’t tolerate disrespect at all. You’ve been that way all your life.”“The girl is uncivilized,” I said by way of an explanation. Arius nodded, and though he stopped asking me questions about it, I could tell that something about this piqued his interest. “And why isn’t she here?”“This isn’t a place for a breeder, Alpha King.”“But

Rasmon Aunt Verona sat on the chair across from mine and lit another cigarette. "I don't see the need for a long face, nephew. You did the right thing—Lucan's happy, I'm happy. Verania is happy."I knew she said the latter just to provoke me. "Letting her leave with Lucan was a bad idea. What if she tries to escape and succeeds?""Derrick is a competent Gamma, Rasmon. Do you think he’ll let her escape? She wouldn't know where to go even if she tried, and she knows the consequences of trying to do such a thing.”That wasn't what worried me, but I didn't mention it because I knew she wouldn't understand. "I didn't ask you to join me here to discuss the breeder."Aunt Verona gave me a look. "You're the one who brought her up."I ignored her. "Arius' party organizer will be here at any moment, and I suggested that he work with you to get this damned party together. I didn't want to burden you with this, Aunt.""But the Alpha King's command should be obeyed, am I right?" she asked just t

Verania Things were relatively calm in the next few days. There were no strange occurrences, and for the most part, I was at peace. I spent a lot of time with Lucan, and discovered a lot about him and the Olafur family. Especially his mother. She died on the day Lucan was born, and that's all he knows about her. The Alpha refuses to talk about her, and whenever Lucan tried to ask questions, his father would shut it down, claiming it wasn't important for him to know anything about her. I couldn't die—I found that very strange. Why not tell the boy about her? Didn't he deserve to know who his mother was? Lucan didn't even know her name, that was how extreme things were. If the Cruel Alpha didn't treat his son with love and respect, I would assume that he blamed the boy for her death. This wasn't normal at all.But that wasn't the case, so perhaps he had his reasons. Verona practically raised him as his father was always busy fighting. The opinion he had of his father was a good o

VERANIA I could hear the music, but I couldn’t see anyone apart from the people who arrived. I knew there was no point to me watching them—if anything, I just felt lonelier. It wasn’t that I wanted to join the party. On the contrary. I probably wouldn’t have anything in common with the people downstairs. It was just that this all served as a reminder that I didn’t really have a life. While everyone had the liberty to go wherever they chose to, I was stuck here, in this room, with no idea what was going to happen to me. The thought was…depressing, to say the least. Finally, after a while had passed without people showing up, I moved away from the window and sat on the edge of the bed. I kept the lights off because I felt more hidden this way. There was privacy. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed. It was hard to keep track of time when I was in this room. A knock on my door made my heart skip a beat because I had no idea who could be standing on the other side. “

RASMONOnce the car was ready, we got going. I had to get the breeder as far away from my pack as possible because when Arius found out what happened, he would want to meet her, and that couldn’t happen. Not a chance. My plans would be ruined. I had to make sure she was hidden, and it couldn’t wait, because news of Franco’s death would spread like wildfire, and I wasn’t going to take any chances. She sat in the passenger’s seat while I was on the wheel. Nobody could know where I was taking her—not even my most trusted men. I had a place deep in the mountains that I had built in the case of an emergency, and not many people knew about it. That was where I’d be taking the breeder. Perhaps not taking her there directly after the auction was a grave mistake. Then again, I couldn’t have imagined that she’d be attacked under my own roof. Anger coursed through me at the memory of that man attacking her and Lucan. By the goddess, if I could go back, I would’ve taken my sweet time with