Alpha Breeder Novels & Stories

They literally wanted to eat me. My exhausted, feverish brain took that single thought and ran entirely wild with it. It made terrifying, perfect sense. These Alphas didn't keep defective toys. They bought a healthy breeder for their pack line. I couldn't even survive a little bit of cold water without collapsing on the bare floor. Maybe this was exactly how Lycans disposed of useless Omegas. They fattened them up. They gave them massive beds and warm rooms. They called them sweet food names. And then they dragged them into the dark pine woods to be entirely devoured.

Ava could not believe her ears; they wanted her, this huge, almost inhumane-looking breeder, to fuck her right in the middle of this pit of debauchery while they all laughed and enjoyed. "Lie upon the table and spread your legs, Princess." The breeder's tone reverberated through the room, Ava's heart dropped, and her legs trembled beneath her. The Alphas hungry gazes were still fixated on her, engrossed by the entertainment in front of them. It didn't take long before Ava realised there was no escape route; Alpha Axel had given her up. To beasts to have their way, like an owner throwing away leftover meats to his dogs.

Not after what had happened to me in my past life. And they were talking about how their breeders and mistresses were quite good in bed—a disgusting topic, if you asked me. Alpha Greg, one of my business partners, nudged my side. “Alpha Fred was asking why you haven’t taken a breeder…” I didn’t let him finish before cutting him short. “Why would I need a breeder?” Silence. Alpha Fred shifted nervously over the table. “No need to feel hostile about the discussion. You see, it’s actually for your best interest. Beta Vivian would be a good choice.”

She begged and there were tears in her eyes. “I really tried my best. But I have never done embroidery before in my life. Please give me a chance.” She kept on begging, but Damom did not bat an eyelid. All he said was, “Being the Alpha’s breeder does not only require you to carry the child, but you will also raise it. And you have to be competent enough to raise a child with Alpha blood in its veins. And that includes being creative. Move.” his words were cold and the girl flinched slowly moving to the left as she began to cry her eyes out

I know how much Alpha Cole hated being tied down. I wish I could cover the distance and hold his hand, but that would expose me and Isaac... I was the last person he wanted to see around here. "Actually..." Alpha Cole said, and he gave a slow nod. "I already announced that I would take a breeder. It would look bad to the pack if I do not, especially since I have been stalling because of how insanely possessive my Luna is. But since her own father gave me the thumbs up... I will go for it and choose one of these women."

The skin around his neck began to swell, the scars of his runes turning a matte black. "Increase the voltage on the Alpha " the squad leader said, his hand moving to his sidearm. "He is trying to override the pulse." "Don't kill him " Aaron called out from the ladder. "The corporate backers still want the sequence of the Apex. If the boy's heart burns out during transit we need the breeding stock to start over." Breeding stock. These words hit Elara like a blow. The nobility of the Sun-Kings, the majesty of the Blackwood Alphas. Everything that had defined the Old World was being stripped down cataloged and turned into materials.

"But not everything." Monty shifted slightly on the bed and adjusted how he was sitting. He looked a little uncomfortable but not because of the question, more like he was just in physical pain from last night. "A breeder is an omega who is used specifically to carry children," Monty said. "It is different from being a regular omega servant. Breeders are selected and they go through a process that prepares their body for pregnancy. Once they are confirmed as breeders they are given to an alpha or a Lycan to carry their offspring."

Undoubtedly. Ravenna scoffed. "That breeder. She had been pregnant and doesn't even know it yet. Had to send her to the beast to do the most impossible—to bring me the heart of the punisher." What? Freya had been pregnant? She had been pregnant yet she had lied to her—pushing her to the beast's mouth to swallow. Does Alpha Lucien know about this? I scoffed as well, pretending to be enjoying her revelations. "How stupid of anyone?"

“Absolutely not. Do you know who you’re talking to right now? Because I don’t think you do. Damon, you’re an Alpha. Like, the Alpha. Savage, terrifying, neck-breaking type Alpha. And I think—just a wild little guess here—you know what I am!” He just raised one brow. “And what are you, kitten?”

Addy gave my hand a reassuring squeeze before slipping away, leaving me to face my tormentors alone. "YOU'VE GROWN into a fine young woman, Freya." My father commented softly, his gaze going over my body. It was true. Somehow, my body had started to fill it in the right places and there was a softness in my cheeks that was never there before. That is because you and your wife are not here to maltreat me, dad. I thought sadly. "But why didn't you inform us you wanted to compete to be the Alpha's breeder?." My father's voice was gruff, devoid of any warmth.