All Chapters of Unwanted Breeder For The Rogue King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Isolde.Isolde coughed ceaselessly when she finally made it to the bank on the northern side. She felt cold, her body shivering as water dripped from her hair onto her skin in a streamlet.A glance back informed her that the men weren’t coming after her. That was enough to give her respite, but when she turned to the vast dark forest before her, a trickle of dread raced down her belly.Where was she?Gathering her waning strength, Isolde began penetrating the dense forest. Heavy breaths punched through her as she navigated the thick thicket, her wide eyes circling the whole place.“Ahh,” Isolde yelped as a net made of sturdy ropes and cords ensnared her, pulling her up from the ground. She didn’t notice the poachers’ trap on time and bounded into it, triggering the spring.“No!!” She let out another cry, struggling to free herself from the trap. The net was so tight that she practically curled in on herself.Amid her struggles, Isolde heard the incoming footfalls and braced herself fo

Draco.Draco held his hand aloft in the air, his heart pounding against the wall of his chest.Were his eyes deceiving him? Was the female in front of him the one he once knew?Draco’s hand trailed close to the female’s face, her round blue eyes sparkling. He wanted to touch her face to confirm his eyes weren’t fooling him.The air crackled between them, electrifying.Draco’s hand nearly settled on her face when the female barked, “What are you doing? Is this how you prowl around females? Gods be damned!” She cursed.Upon hearing those words, Draco’s mind snapped back. He retracted his hand as if it had burned him.His heart rate surged as he berated himself inwardly for almost making a mistake. What was he thinking? That he could touch a female without triggering his monster?Draco kissed his teeth viciously and put a great distance between himself and the female. He schooled his disoriented features and glared daggers at her.She stood poised as if ready to attack, which almost made

Draco.“What finally made you change your mind? Earlier, you insisted you’d never have her, Dracolian,” Alfos stated as he barged into Draco’s study with him.He noticed the rigid posture of his body and wondered what was going on. “You still assume it’s her?” Alfos huffed. “Dracolian, you should know better than to assume anything like that considering the investigations we’ve made. That breeder is just a twenty-five-year-old human who grew up in Brindlemark with her family before being taken as a whore in Kalingrad.”“I’m not deluding myself,” Draco hissed as he turned to face Alfos. He huffed a breath and ran his hands roughly through his hair. “That female out there is nothing like her. And will never be. It’s been so many years after all. Dita is dead. I know that more than anyone. I buried her myself.” He bit his lips, strolling past Alfos.The beta turned to look at Draco’s rigid form, nodding his head. They’d better accept the truth and live their lives the way it was before t

Isolde.Isolde couldn’t believe her eyes at the moment as she looked past the gladiators fighting in the pit, blood spurting and splashing all over. It was truly her Lucinda. Her poor sister. Her eyes watered as a deep longing filled her heart.For the past ten years, she hadn’t set her eyes on her family. She only wrote to them and ensured the keeper sent all her payments to her family. Isolde subjected herself to that fate because she wanted to protect her family from such horrors. All her efforts to shield her parents and sister from violence had worked until now.The monster lord of Abbator had captured her beloved sister. Isolde took a brief moment to admire how Lucinda had grown sharply into a woman. If she counted it right, Lucinda would be nineteen years old. She remembered how she and her sister used to play under the moon when Lucinda was still young. How they’d preen before the mirror, admiring themselves.All those memories were bleak now, shrouded by the shot of dread fil

Isolde.She could sense his presence in the dark. He loomed like danger, prowling close to her like a predator. She squirmed on the bed, clutching the sheets as if they’d keep him from coming an inch closer to her.“Go away! Don’t come any closer!” She murmured, fear leaking from her expression, but regardless of her words, he prowled closer like he always did whenever he lurked in her dreams.He'd never shown his face to her since he began plundering her dream. She’d always imagined what he looked like. Did he look like the danger she felt oozing from him?Isolde had never been so torn in her life, wanting something yet so afraid to see it.“You always say that, don’t you, little bird?” Chills festered across her body at the sound of the shadow’s voice. Since he began lurking in her dreams, this was the first time the shadow ever spoke.She dreaded his voice, but the cleft between her thighs moistened at the sound of it. She felt the moisture trickling down her thighs to stain the sh