All Chapters of Bred For The Alpha Daddies: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

+ MedoraI'd been called worse.So it wasn’t really scary when they broke it to me. Kenzo pushed the door open. The heat from inside hit my face, thick with the smell of wood and expensive leather. I stepped over the threshold, and my boots left wet prints on the floor.I quickly made a mental note to clean it later.The entryway was massive. High ceilings held up by thick timber beams. A wide staircase curved up to a dark landing. The walls were lined with old framed maps, faded ink under thick glass. No family photos. No soft rugs. Hard edges and practical surfaces. It looked less like a home and more like a fortress.It looked nothing like the outside.Kenzo walked me into the main living space and guided me to a long sofa. I sat down on the edge. The cushion barely sank. My thighs spread when I sat, the fabric of my jeans pulling tight across my knees. I clamped my legs together and rested my hands flat on my lap.Looking awkward, and out of place.My heart hammered against my rib

+ Kaz"The least you can do is be nice, Kaz."Kenzo lingered in the doorway of my study, leaning against the frame. His jaw was set, his posture practically begging for an argument. He wanted me to justify how I'd spoken to the Omega yesterday, to explain why I had treated her like a transaction instead of a person.I didn't give him the satisfaction. Keeping my eyes anchored to the shipping manifest on my desk, I let the heavy silence stretch out until it choked the air right out of the room.With a loud, useless sigh that scraped against the quiet walls, Kenzo finally pushed off the doorframe. He turned on his heel and walked out, the heavy door clicking firmly shut behind him.The absolute stillness returned. I dropped my pen onto the desk, watching my own hand. It wasn't entirely steady. I stared at my knuckles, the pale skin pulled tight over the bone.Medora.The exact second she had stepped onto the porch yesterday, my chest locked up. My blood thickened into boiling lead as th

+ MedoraI hope I can swallow something down today.Breakfast was suffocating. I sat near the foot of the massive wooden table. My PJsr swallowed my hands. I kept them hidden in my lap, twisting my cold fingers together. I stared at the porcelain plate in front of me. Two eggs. A thick slice of ham. Toast. It looked like gravel. The rich, heavy smell of roasted meat made my anxious stomach roll over.Kaz sat at the head of the table. He ate his food with sharp, mechanical precision. The knife sliced through the ham in perfect, even lines. But he wasn't looking at his plate. He was looking at me.His heavy, dark stare pinned me to the high-backed chair. I kept my chin tucked down. I focused on the intricate blue pattern painted on the edge of my plate. I refused to meet his eyes.Every time I blinked, my exhausted brain dragged me right back to the nightmare. I saw the thick rope binding my wrists. I felt the rough bark of the pine tree against my spine. I smelled the sharp pine needle

+ Medora"Don't act like you matter," the tall friend sneered. She tapped a sharp pink nail against the plastic edge of my desk. "A Lyke brother wouldn't look twice at an oversized Omega. They like actual women. You just take up space."I looked down at her pink nail.I actually agreed with her completely. She was stating basic, undeniable facts. The Lyke brothers were built from sharp edges and mountain ice. I was just the disposable peace treaty my father dragged up the mountain. I didn't want them to look at me. I didn't want to matter to them. Mattering to monsters usually got you dragged into the woods. I just wanted to memorise the textbook on Luna etiquette, pass the classes, and survive the long year. I wanted to go home, even if home was a different kind of cage.I didn't argue. I just gave her a slow, blank nod.The vanilla girl scoffed loudly. She hated the quiet compliance. She wanted me to cry or yell so she could play the victim. She grabbed the open plastic water bottl