Breeding Mom Stories Novels & Stories

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

She probably tells me. “Well, the thing is mom,” I say. She nodded her head. “Okay, you have to listen to everything I say and hear me out okay.” I took a deep breath, “Mom I had sex I tell her in a mumble. “Huh, I didn’t hear you, sweety.” “Say it a little louder honey.” my mom told me. “I had sex and you must know Elijah and Jake is my mate. But there is more. Also, I found Andrew and Matthew as my mates too. And I must be caring for their pups because I didn’t get on birth control.” I was nervous and I spoke louder for her to hear.

“My mom used to tell me stories about our pack. Do you want to hear one?” I nodded, intrigued despite myself. “Sure. I’d love to hear about your pack.” Her eyes lit up as she began. “Our pack is one of the oldest, you know. My mom used to say it was founded by a great Alpha who brought wolves together in harmony. She told me about the sacred rituals, the moonlit gatherings, and how we always stood strong together no matter what. And… our Alpha now is my dad.” Her words piqued my curiosity even more. “Your dad?”

Now, at twenty, there was still no sign of my wolf emerging. At times, I questioned whether I was truly my parents' child. Beyond the DNA evidence, I bore a striking physical resemblance to my mom, but our personalities couldn't have been more different. She had been the darling of our pack during her youth, with every boy vying for her attention. I, on the other hand, was the odd one out, an outcast no one wanted to associate with. It often made me wonder if my mother still reveled in her popularity because she had a knack for standing out and making comments that makes me doubt she was my biological mother. But one remarkable thing about her was her unwavering love for my dad. She loved hi

She looked up at me, confused, suddenly interested in the conversation. “For a person to be a mommy, she must marry a daddy and then they have a beautiful baby. Like you, Hayley. Your mommy and daddy had you. But I’m only your nanny, the one who takes care of you. A mommy must be someone who the daddy loves a lot, so that they get married.”

But mostly amused. “You really can’t hold your liquor, can you?” he asked. “Shhhh.” I pressed a finger to his lips, then giggled. “Don’t ruin the moment. I feel invincible. I could take on a vampire right now. Or a tree. I dunno. Something strong.” “Alright, Wonder Woman. Maybe slow down. You’re pregnant, remember?” I rolled my eyes. “Werewolf babies, Christian. Not human ones. It’s not the same. Werewolf moms don’t go soft. My mom used to hunt while pregnant with me. She killed a damn boar when she was seven months along.”

My dad says. During my formative years, this heart-wrenching narrative was recounted in middle school, presented with the gravity it deserved. Each student listened intently, the story of the loss of the beloved queen seeping into our consciousness like a solemn song. Ashley, often burdened by her own thoughts, would voice her fears of repeating such a devastating fate, feeling the pressing weight of expectation regarding motherhood and its perils. Despite being taught these lessons in the comforting environment of our pack school in Moon Haven, the tales never resonated well with many of the she-wolves. They lived in constant trepidation about the dire complications that could arise during

I have a rehearsed story that I tell people and it's that exact story that they'll find out if they decide to do some digging. “There's not much to tell, my name is Natalie Edmund, I'm an only child, I grew up in Denver, I never knew my father and I lost my mother when I just turned eighteen. I went through a rebellious stage after she died and I ended up pregnant and that was the wake up call that I needed. I enrolled back into school, I went to school through my pregnancy and the boys came at the right time, they came at the start of summer break, so I had three months rest and by the time school resumed I was able to enroll them into a training center for young wolves.

out, my mom stopped dead in her tracks turning to face me again. “What did you just say.?” She asked me breathless gasping holding her chest.” Dropping my head down I told them everything not leaving anything out especially not the part where I wanted to try and find a way to safely break the bond. “ How could you do that to your other half and your pups son. You have no idea if Summer is even carrying your pup be you’re absolutely sure Ji’lahni and the pups belong to you how could you just abandon them so easily..” My mother said in disappointment. “ YOU THINK THIS WAS EASY FOR ME! I COULDN’T LET SUMMER DIE EVEN IF IT WAS A TINY CHANCE THE PUP IS MINE. This is killing me mom I still c

I said as I sat on the sofa, frustrated, I grabbed a small pillow and yelled into it. "Sweetheart, you have to understand, that's how the mating bond works. You will soon meet yours, just... Be patient. You'll find someone who will love you, cherish you, and treat you like the most precious jewel in the world. Tyler and Emily make such a beautiful couple, don't they? I met her at our conjoined picnic. She was so kind and humble, and he seems to be so in love with her." my mom was a dreamer, I hate it.