Breeder For The Cursed Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

Valtira“Your hands were made for cooking, not for leading!”“A woman’s purpose is to breed heirs for her mate, and politics? It’s a battlefield no woman of mine will ever tread!” My father’s Alpha voice snapped, shaking the very walls of the pack hall.“Mother…”I turned to my mother, desperate for help, but she avoided my eyes and looked back at him.“Valtira, you heard your father,” she said, her voice betraying a tremble. “Women are not allowed to meddle in politics. He knows what is best for you.”I scoffed. My blood, boiling at the words I have heard time and time again. “Do you even have the choice to object? You obey him like a puppet—”My head swung to the side as my mother’s palm landed on my cheek. The impact knocked the breath out of me, leaving my ears ringing in its wake.I snapped my head back. My head was heavy as I wipedthe blood from my nose with the back of my hand.The pain burned through me, but I refused to show it.“You can hit me all you want, but you can nev

ValtiraI stepped down from the carriage slowly, my breath catching as my eyes drank in the sight before me. It wasn't just a palace, it was colossal. Stretching higher and wider than anything I’ve ever seen before.The walls towered above us as we rode in, dark and unyielding. Thick shadows clung to their imposing surface as though the night itself had made its home here. A strange heaviness hung in the air, pressing down with urgent pressure on my chest, and making it hard to breathe.As we approached the gates which were tall and menacing like prison doors, I froze.Without warning, they creaked open, revealing two soldiers waiting on the other side. They weren't ordinary guards, but monstrous men, with broad shoulders and entirely fearsome. Their presence itself radiated death.I swallowed hard as one stepped forward, his gaze darkening as it settled on me. “You’re the slave bought by Alpha Zarek, right?”Slave? My face hardened, but my voice remained passively cool. “I’m no slave

Valtira“Where are you taking me to?” I struggled against the soldiers’ iron grip as their fingers dug painfully into my arms.They did not answer. And I felt the coldness in their silence even more than their touch as they yanked me forward through endless dark hallways. Duskborne Palace must be filled with them. I’ve lost count of how many hallways we’ve gone past by now.I thrashed again, trying to break free, but their hold was unyielding.Time dragged as we moved, and each step felt heavier than the last. After what must have been about forty minutes, we finally stopped before a massive door.One soldier dug into his pocket, pulled out a key, and then unlocked it. The door swung open with a bang, and instantly, a wave of rich fragrance filled my nostrils. It wrapped around me like invisible hands, and smelled intoxicating, like honey laced with smoke.I hated to admit it, but it drew me in and made my head spin.The chamber was lavish and the golden furniture gleamed under soft l