All Chapters of His Defiant Little Breeder: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Although I'd been tough about it, after sending them off, I began to cry.Maybe it's the pregnancy or something but the memories of my childhood washing over me in such heavy waves were enough to send me into a fit.So Caden came at Aida’s behest and he paused work for the day.He's always threatening to do that for me and today, I finally let him.I couldn't stop the sad feeling myself and I really hated that Greyhound was making me cry again.They don't deserve my tears.“Let me get your water ready,” he said as he prepped me on the bed.“No, I just want to lie down. I'll bathe in the evening. Can you stay with me?”“Yes my queen,” he smiled at me.He helped me lie down.I wasn't as far gone as Aida and yet, I looked swollen as a watermelon.He came to my side and helped me lie on my side, his hand under my head.As our breaths softened, I felt it – a kick.“Caden!” I squealed.“Bambi? What is it?”“Bring your arm, bring it here!” I couldn't help the laugh bubbling out of my body.“

CADEN'S POVI've never had a reason to fight this hard, so close to the edge, so close to losing my hold on this power that's almost a curse.But I plunged myself deep into my enemy’s midst.“Iron claw!” I screamed into the mind of every warrior tearing into the enemy.Growls acknowledged my call.“I don't want prisoners. I want every wolf who dared to make the choice to attack us in our own Pack, unprovoked, to never see the moon shine again!”“Yes, Alpha!”“Attack!”It was madness, Fang's claws and teeth tore out throats, pulled out spines and headbutted wolves to death.There was no mercy on this battlefield.They were all running away from me, trying to attack other warriors and I was picking them all apart, one by one.The strongest fell first, followed by those who looked like they were put in the squad by mistake.And all through it, I kept Maya in the periphery of my mind.Because I knew this was a distraction.My guards around her were killing as many as neared the Safe house

CADEN'S POVMaybe I should have stayed back, because this journey was taking longer than I planned and not for good reasons.“Alpha, behind you!” Genevieve yelled in my head and I swerved instantly, stopping the warrior that dared attack me from the back.I hit him with the bone of the wolf I'd just killed, the force of my strength pushing it from its neck to the the head.I didn't have the time to shift. We'd decided to rest and woke up to the sudden attack.My guards were taken down quietly and I had to start fighting the second I opened my eyes.There was something sinister about this, how suicidal these people were. They knew attacking me would mean their deaths, it was inevitable.So why did they keep coming? Why did they have an unlimited amount of bodies to throw at my bloody hands?I pushed through the squad, delivering killing blows as I went until there was nobody to kill again, except one guy I'd left for questioning.The fear in his eyes was going to be useful.“Alpha,” Da

CADEN'S POV We'd been running for three days. I didn't let anyone take even as little as a water break. We ran through the snow, forests, dirt and muddy paths and at night or in the stubborn sunlight. And the closer I got to the Pack, the tenser I got So I urged everyone to run faster. I ignored my wolves growls and anger, I ignored the instincts that yelled at me to fly if possible or the intense nagging feeling that something was wrong. I'd been feeling this way ever since I left the Pack after all. We'd just stepped foot in the wasteland borders between the Midlands and the West, just one more day away from the Pack when my paws nearly stepped into a trap. I reeled back, my paws digging into the ground as I avoided the poking irons ready to dig into me and render me weak. Thankfully I was far ahead of my wolves, only Genevieve ran into me. I steadied her wolf and moved her aside so I could gauge the situation. There were fifteen of them spread in a flat line

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I was being hoisted off the ground with the chains digging into my stomach when I woke up.The pain was sharp and breathing was difficult.I tried talking but that stupid, smelling cloth dug deeper into my mouth and I just changed my mind about it. When she dragged me out of the cave, I realised it was daytime, maybe around 8 in the morning.There was a horse carriage, black as the heart of the bitch dragging me into it like I weighed nothing.My baby chose that time to kick and I winced, but it wasn't the pain that made tears pour from my eyes.She had me settled at the back when the stress of everything made me hunch over and sobs wracked my form.I remembered the first kick and how excited Caden and I were, and now my baby's kick, a sign of health, is hurting me because there's too much Silver in my body.Thankfully it's not hurting the baby but that's because Sofie is taking it all in.I couldn't even cry properly because of this crap in my mou