All Chapters of Alpha's Cursed Breeder: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Rina! Wake up! You’re late again!”The sharp voice made her eyes fly open.“I’m sorry,” she said quickly, sitting up. Her back throbbed where the whip had hit her last night. The room was barely lit, save for the moonlight that sometimes served as light. On some nights, she had insects crawl from under her straw bed on to her clothes. Sometimes, they bit her and left spots. “You think ‘sorry’ is enough?” the woman snapped. “The feast is tonight. Get moving, rat.”The door slammed shut.Rina sat still for a moment, breathing slowly. This was the life she knew. She didn't have to be beautiful. She just needed to keep away from trouble. Then she touched her head and froze.Her hair—her long, ginger hair was back.Rina was more shocked than she was delighted. Since Leah had Started cutting her hair, assuming it was just the hair that made her beautiful, the hair had not ceased to grow back only after a couple of months. This time, she'd woken up to her hair full and back at its former

The shed smelled like dirt and old wood.Rina sat on the cold floor, arms wrapped around her knees. Her dress was torn. Her back still ached from the long ride and the heavy chores.There was no bed. No blanket. Just a pile of hay in the corner. Alpha prince was as cruel as the rest of her tormentors had been. He had mentioned that she would have better living conditions, but he didn't care. He didn't want to make her life any easier. He just wanted a servant that he could experiment with. This life was much worse than anything she'd ever had. She was in a strange place, far away from lands she was familiar with, and with equally cold people who were complete strangers to her. A rat ran past her foot. She didn’t move.Her voice was dry when she whispered, “Mel… are you still there?”A soft voice echoed in her mind.“I’m here. I see your inner battles and the hurt…and I see all the pain.”Rina closed her eyes. “I want to go home.”“You have no home there anymore.”Tears rolled down h

The soft light of morning touched Rina’s face. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking at the pale ceiling above. For a moment, she forgot where she was. Then she sat up fast. The bed beneath her was soft, warm. The blanket, still wrapped around her, smelled clean. She looked around the room. No dirt. No cold walls. No chains. She was still in the pack house. She touched the pillow. Her fingers trembled. “This… is real?” “He really did fight to see that we have a better place to rest our head. He is the good one.” Mel whispered inside her. Rina felt tears of gratitude stinging the sides of her eyes. It was the first time someone had fought for her to be treated better. But why was she doomed to be Rowland's property when Kendrick was her mate? What cruel joke was the universe making of her? She took a deep breath as she sat up in the bed. Her life was probably starting to

The throne room was cold. Kendrick stood tall on the left. Rowland stood stiff on the right. Alpha Simon sat in his grand chair in front of them, silent for a long time. Finally, he spoke. “I have heard enough.” Both sons looked up. Simon’s voice was deep. “Tell me… what is the problem between you two?” Rowland stepped forward. “Father, my brother touched my property.” Kendrick’s jaw clenched. “She’s not property. I've told you, treat her like a person and stop this madness, Rowland.” “She is a slave girl I took from Glint’s pack and you can't dictate to me how I treat her!” “She’s a person!” “She is here first as a slave and then to give me heirs as the future alpha of this pack! That is the agreement.” Alpha Simon raised his hand. “Enough. Kendrick, speak.” Kendrick nodded. “Father, Rina i

Moonlight filtered through the trees as Rina crept into the clearing. She pressed a hand to her chest. She scanned the darkness, recalling the sound she heard. A cry, soft but urgent. She moved closer. Her foot brushed leaves. She froze. There, beside an old oak, lay a small bundle. It was wrapped in a blanket of leaves and straw. A baby’s whimper rose softly. Rina stepped forward. She knelt. “Hello?” she whispered, voice trembling. The baby whimpered louder, tiny fingers stretching out. Rina’s breath caught. She reached out carefully. Then movement near the bundle caught her eye. A wolf stepped from behind the tree. It was large and pale gray. Its eyes were soft and sad. Rina backed away. The wolf growled low. A warning. It did not move to attack, but stayed between Rina and the baby. Rina swallowed hard.