Alpha's Breeder Novels & Stories

Verania The man seated next to Alpha Rasmon said, "I definitely think a male, especially an Alpha, should have breeders! It's only one of the laws the Alpha King implemented that I agree with more." I couldn't peel my eyes off my plate of food. I wanted to be anywhere but here. The conversation was uncomfortable, the woman seated across from me was glaring at me every time I dared to look up, and I couldn't take the scene from earlier out of my mind.

Conceive… pregnant… child… All the words that were so foreign to me were now repeatedly reminding me what being a breeder meant. No wonder they were willing to pay that much money—no wonder they chose me. The child destined to be the next Alpha of the Drogomor pack needed to have the most powerful combination of bloodlines—ideally Alpha blood from both of his parents. But a breeder was just a tool—used once, and then thrown away. No Alphas would allow their beloved daughter to be treated that way... except my own father. "Vicky, that's enough!" Talon's sudden low, rebuke brought me back to my senses.

I feel a connection to her that I have no business feeling. “I have. It was unexpected, but what’s done is done,” I asserted in a tone that meant I wasn’t in the mood for arguing or defending my life choices. “I see. You are a magnificent leader in our community, and despite some minor spats and disagreements, the other Alphas look up to you for guidance. What would happen if they thought it was acceptable to pick low-ranking breeders. An Alpha selecting a breeder from Sequence B is already a stretch. A breeder from Sequence C? It’s abominable and unheard of.”

Now I have to willingly choose to be the breeder for the alpha of the Moon Lake pack. Shame. Shame on you Danika. You have become a common omega breeder. How far shall you fall again? I feel the bile rise to my throat at my thoughts. And there stands Alpha Alfonso- nonchalant, narcissistic and condescending I guess this is how alphas behave- cruel, pathetic, inhumane and intoxicated with power. The thought of being a breeder makes me want to throw up. It is not enough that my virginity was forcefully taken away from me, he wants to breed me too?

It can be very intimidating because of its size. Even though I’m not halfway done enjoying my soak, I decide it’s time to get out so that I can speak to my new Beta about this situation. He already knows that he’s been assigned to kill the Breeder, but if he knows she’s had her pups already, things might change a bit for him. It would’ve been better for him to have killed her before they crawled out of her womb. Now, he’ll have to kill them all individually, and that will be harder. While I imagine those pups won’t be able to defend themselves very well, their Alpha fathers will be a tougher group to cut down.

She didn’t have the slightest wish of living in peace here, did she? “Tell me, breeder, what is the penalty for failing to fulfill a breeder’s duties?” I wanted her to say the words herself. She would be more familiar with the rules than me. It’s from her pack, after all. “The alpha’s breeder is a branded slave who must warm his bed to his satisfaction. She is not allowed to waste the seeds of the alpha by consuming any concoctions that stop pregnancy. In a given time, the breeder must provide pups for the alpha. Failure to do so…” I felt her tremble at this point, and I could tell my wait was worth it. All that explanation meant nothing to me. I only wanted her to get to this part.

“He’ll take one look, see the dirt on her skin, and walk away. Maybe slit her throat just for wasting his time.” My skin prickled with goosebumps. Would he really kill me? “Would she even be able to give him an heir? She looks too weak.” “Nah, I think she’ll be dead in a month or less. And when she is gone, the Alpha would increase the price of getting a breeder and maybe, someone worthy might volunteer, not some filthy thing without a life getting sold to him.” Their words stung because it was true. I was nothing. I had been reduced from the daughter of a respected Beta to a breeder—a breeder without a say.

"Then they can't be good. They may even be part of the rumours I have heard going around my kingdom of a number of Alphas that have what most are calling a breeding program..." "What sort of breeding program?" "Well, the Alpha of the pack takes all females in his pack that are of breeding age and allows all his unmated males turns to mate with them. He then sells any offspring resulting from their encounters to anyone willing to pay for them. Some of the Alphas even go as far as training the offspring in slavery to receive more for them." "Why are they still allowed to do that?"

I asked, my suspicions increasing “A breeder and mating alliance.” He answered proudly. “You see Alpha Jones doesn't have a male heir, and it's an added advantage for me. I will marry his first daughter and in return, I will take over the pack to shield them from unseen forces or battles. That's a brilliant step, hitting two jackpots at the same time.”

"You were supposed to be our Luna. Everything was going so perfectly. Now what the hell is this? A fucking breeder?? For the twin Alphas??" I placed her hand in mine and patted it, "Oh, Maria. But I'm alive, right? That's all that matters right now. I was supposed to be killed brutally by these Alphas but now I'm here in front of you, alive." "But why a breeder?" Maria wiped her eyes, her face was now a mix of worry and confusion. "Alpha Marcus and Alpha Julian.... they could have any woman in Moon Haven. They could take a hundred mistresses, if they wanted. Why would they want you as a breeder? It doesn't make sense."