All Chapters of Unwanted Breeder For The Rogue King : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Isolde.“Yes, sister. They are no more,” Lucinda lowered her head after speaking, bawling. It was now that Isolde understood the reason Lucinda’s face was streaked with tears when she barged into the room.Isolde’s head swam as she fought a wave of tears. Despite herself, the tears rolled down her cheeks. Her mother and father were no more.How could that have happened?Isolde’s feet dragged on the floor until her legs collapsed underneath her. A sob wrenched out of her mouth as she cried.“How?” She managed in between sobs, staring at Lucinda.“They were murdered, sister. Some men invaded our homes…” Lucinda flicked away the tears that were about to enter her mouth. “I was luckily hidden by father, so the invaders didn’t find me. I…watched as they butchered them, Isolde…”“Oh, no!” Isolde leaped back to her feet, horror blanketing her vision as she tried to imagine the blood and gore Lucinda witnessed while their parents were killed. She crushed her sister in a hug while she continue

Isolde.Isolde released her lip from between her teeth when the beta hauled her back into her chambers. She turned heated eyes, blazing with hatred at the beta.The man in his usual black leather breeches and robe stared back at her. His gaze held her in place. It was as if they were in a staring contest.“Are you just going to stand there and stare at me?” Isolde finally shot out. It still annoyed her that this man here stopped her from killing the lord.“Two things could get you killed in Abbator before your time,” Alfos spoke, his voice dense. The wood beneath him cracked as he took a step closer to her.“The lord and your attempts to kill him.” Alfos listed. Isolde felt the reeling of fear inside her. She knew she’d die here in Abbator from the moment the lord chose her as his breeder. But she’d not go down without taking him down with her.“The lord is a very precise man, he loves respect, but when one decides to go against him, he shows them the consequences of being stubborn…”

Draco.The sentinels took the last shredded body away while Draco dabbed away the blood on his palm. This was a hard decision to take, but he needed to do it. He needed to make the Unbound group that seemed to oppose his reign succumb.Two nights ago, he’d gone hunting in the woods after Isolde was taken away from his study. Draco had wanted to erase thoughts about his past Isolde uprooted and went into the woods.Draco had focused on his prey, a deer, after nocking his arrow on the bow and readied himself to strike when he felt a lance pierce the back of his knee. He’d yelped and dropped the bow in haste, only to turn and see the group of males.“Unbounds!” Draco had growled in anger, targeting the males, armed and ready to kill him. Alfos had laid complaints about the Unbounds. A group of people who were against Draco and his aim to reclaim the throne of Bloomington.From what he’d heard, the Unbounds blamed him for everything his father had done to their kind. For years, the Unboun

Isolde.“I can’t find it!” Isolde hissed, puffing out a string of hot breaths in frustration after not seeing the locket.Where had she lost it? She wondered, rushing across to search the upper side of the fireplace, on the mantelpiece. Still, Isolde couldn’t find it. Her precious locket.It was a piece she held dear to her heart, and now it was gone. What dumb luck!Isolde trailed back to her bed and slumped into it, gazing at the ceiling.Seriously, her life had taken such a horrible turn since she came into this Abbator.“The whole place sucks!” She bemoaned, clucking her tongue. “Even the people in it! Well, except for Carldo and Roga, every other person is an oaf, ugh!” She made some irritated noise at the back of her throat, running a hand down her face. “And I hate them all!”She turned to her side, gazing out the window into the beautiful panoramic view of the horizon. Isolde was trying her best not to let the thought of the lord cross her mind. Unfortunately, that was all her

Draco.Two naked males lay on the bed, their bodies coiled together like that of a serpent. The one beneath had his legs spread wide, allowing Draco to thrust into him.Draco’s pores were filled with sweat that dribbled down from his temple onto Edrand’s face. The male savored it. He loved everything that had to do with Draco. His Draco.Edrand propped up a bit and stole a kiss from Draco, a moan building at the back of his throat. Upon release, it vibrated on Draco’s chest.“More, Draco…” Edrand urged, growing impatient, and Draco gave him what he desired. He drilled his length into Edrand’s hole, the tight ring of muscles squeezing his seeds out of him.Even while he stroked him and kissed him, all Draco could think about was that breeder. That look on her face back at the courtroom. That look of utter fear engorged Draco’s phallus, and with a desperate need to feel what that fear on her face tasted like, he pounded harder into Edrand.Draco swooped in and let his tongue lap over Ed