Breeding Kinj Novels & Stories

I finally managed to ask. "I have been searching for a breeder for a long time, someone who can provide me with the perfect offspring. When I saw you at the auction, I knew that you were the perfect match for me." I scoffed softly, feeling a mix of anger and fear. "Use me as a breeder, and then what? What happens when you finally have no use for me anymore? Will you just kill me? It's better if you just kill me now than force me into doing something I don't want to do."

She finally challenges, “you wouldn’t want to risk being wrong about something so important.” I stalk forward, rudely reaching for her middle and uncinching her robe. I press my palm to her stomach, telling myself that she deserves this and more. After all, this is nothing compared to drugging someone and sleeping with them when they can’t consent. Again I feel nothing, no pulse of life, no tiny consciousness or connection. “I’m sure.” I proclaim fiercely. “As soon as the egg implants, the bond to the father forms. If you are breeding, it isn’t mine.”

I said when he sighed helplessly before saying, "I am sorry, Alpha but the latest surrogacy test also failed. Your alpha bloodline is so strong that the eggs of other she-wolves can not well match it." The moment Nathan said the last part, I felt fate fooling me again!

KATHERINE “You mean she could have been his breeder instead?” My face went pale and I pushed away everything I was doing. Lyra didn't go back on her words, she nodded her head and I staggered back. I don't know what brought about this discussion with Lyra but one thing led to another eye she came in to welcome Marina to the pack house. “Yes but I think she was hesitant or something. I guess something happened and instead of her, you became the Hybrid's breeder instead.” Her voice pulled me out of my dizziness, and I forced myself to stand on my toes.

Darius “When I was a young wolf, like any other teenagers of any species, we acted out and made our parents worry and such and broke legs and backs but we then grew up. During those days, I grew up with Kang. His family only had him, his father, his mother and an older sister. Dream eaters didn't reproduce a lot and it can take thousands of years for them to reproduce. And for them to give off offspring, the two mating must be pure breeds. Half breeds can never breed and that's why they are very few and they try to keep them at home as much as possible.

Not when I’m hurting and feeling used. When Blade sees I’m not about to answer him, he goes on to remind me of the rule. One of the many he had stipulated on the first night he’d taken me to bed. “No sentiments,” he adds. “From the first day we met, I told you that ours wouldn’t be a real relationship. The only reason I chose you as my breeder was to produce heirs. So far, you’ve only managed to give me a daughter. Don’t you turn around and start pulling this sentimental crap first thing in the morning. Focus that energy on getting pregnant and giving me sons.”

“Can’t we go inside and talk there?” “Don’t push it, just say what you want to say and get the hell off my pack lands.” He was a stubborn little prick. “We are looking for a woman, a breeder.” I started. “Since when can our kind have kids?” living in the damned mountain meant he didn’t know most of the things that are happening out there. “They still can’t but we have found one who can fall pregnant. Her eggs if put in another by means of IVF do produce kids. She is the only one who can do that. she already gave birth to three kids by herself and ten through IVF using her eggs.”

“At a point, we need to put aside the chains that bind us, the traditions, customs and rules, and go after what we want. Why punish ourselves? If he wants Solana, then he goes for her. He is the King and can do whatever he wants.” “Going after the breeder is an admission of weakness.” Mikeal exhaled, and I ran my tongue over my teeth. An admission of weakness. “But I do see your point.” He conceded, and my head snapped up to his. “Do not look so surprised, Ronan.” He chuckled. “Your friend is right. Perhaps admitting you feel something for the breeder will speed up conception. Woo her if you must.” He shrugged and got up. “We all want the same thing after all – the heir to the throne, a new

September 17 Quinn has told me there are those among the wolfin' who can breed with wolfin and create a new generation. These breeders are called kin, sometimes referred to as kinfolk. Quinn was trying to explain how wolfin society works, and as best I can tell, the wolfin are created through genetics. There are recessive genes and dominant genes and they, the wolfin, can smell it on others. I still don't understand any of this; I am a little over my head, but I am learning. I have discovered something interesting though. It seems all kin are born with a mark, kind of an imprint on their body. Whether they are aware of the birthmark or birthright is unknown. I was told that all wolfin

But did that mean it didn't happen? He'd also never heard of an Orangelo omega breeding with an outsider and producing more omegas. They usually had kits the color of their mate. Even birthing a no-fur was rare. Maybe one in a hundred kits. To get more omegas, Orangelos had to breed with each other or a compatible no-fur. Though they could not impregnate each other, Orangelo omegas could seed a no-fur with kits. No one understood the science, but Orangelos liked to fuck enough that there was plenty of evidence about who could and couldn't get knocked up by whom.