Breeding Stories Novels & Stories

Elena pov I leaned against the doorframe watching her face pale when she heard my voice. I asked her calmly who she was talking to and she stammered out that it was her wolf. I blinked at her unsure I had heard right. Breeders never had wolves. That was the first law of nature as far as I knew. I tilted my head and studied her. “I didn’t know breeders get the chance to have their own wolf to the extent of talking to one.”

"Is it true that his parents were arrested for illegal breeding operations? For fraud and genetic manipulation?" The words hit me like physical blows. Around the room, whispers start spreading like wildfire. "I heard they were running an underground omega breeding program." "Falsifying genetic records for profit." "No wonder their son is so unstable." "Explains why he attracts so much violence." The heat in my body intensifies, my scent becoming impossible to hide. Several students in the nearby rows start snickering, covering their noses dramatically. "Oh god, he's going into heat right here," someone laughs. "How pathetic."

The only noise that could be heard was the soft caw of birds and the chirping of crickets. The breeding house stood tall amid the rows of bungalows considered the breeding inns. The further they approached, Draken and Agolf saw Merisbeth males in their full shift with their wings jutting out and their skin scaly, standing in a queue, waiting to get a breeding card. Already, he could hear the spanking of skin-to-skin accompanied by the moans of the breeder as their clients took them into the rooms of the inn. Silently ignoring that, they reached the breeding house. Agolf walked forward and held the door open for Draken.

If he really enjoyed himself, then he would bring that woman home, and she would happily become his mistress. My poor mother had to remain complacent and watch due to her responsibilities as the luna of our pack and having to create an heir for it. So far, she hadn’t been able to create a son, and that was causing her extreme stress. If one of the mistresses happened to get pregnant with a boy, then they would take her place. That was why I made sure to have their maids feed them contraceptives under the guise of it being my father’s order. So far, they had listened but hadn’t dared mention it to him out of fear he would toss them to the side.

It was then he got caught by my Mom to be cheating on her. It was a big blow for my Mom because several times he had promised to end the relationship but only for her to find out after a few months that the mistress was transferred to another house only. I was tired seeing their relationship fall apart. And that is why, here I am in a convent trying to have some peace of mind and saving myself from possible heartaches in the future. I don't believe in fairytales anymore. For lovers, it's only once upon a time they were happy, then they end. So here is my story.

“The vampire who marked me was also my mate. She rejected me, but I’m guessing she didn’t know she had left a second mark.” Alessandro's gaze dropped toward the faint marks on my neck. His expression changed. “Interesting.” My jaw tightened. “Is that bad?” He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he reached for a medical file. “Let's start from the beginning. How long have you been apart from your mate?” Telling a stranger part of my story wasn’t exactly easy, but I had to do it anyway. By the end, he had listened to everything without interrupting me. I didn't tell him everything.

Then, he proceeded to glare so deep into her eyes until she was forced to lower her stare in fear. A small part of her wondered if what she had just jeopardized her safety by daring to speak out. The rest of her, however, didn't regret telling the Alpha what she had just told him. From what had been explained to her, a breeder was only useful for bearing cubs. After the Alpha used her to strengthen his bloodline, she would be cast aside. She also wasn't interested in entering a loveless relationship. "I frankly do not care about what your little tirade. You want freedom? It can be yours." Duncan said.

I muttered. “You asked why I bought you? well, Amelia… I have purchased you as a breeder, I believe you have inherited some special genes from your father which can only be activated in a male son, so I want you to bore me an heir, I want you to make me a powerful baby and help me secure my throne.” He announced. There was silence between us and then I burst into laughter, trying not to bury my face in the dish. The irony of it all! From a maltreated lost orphan Princess to a Breeder for the Alpha King.

I cross my arms over my chest as I glare at him, waiting for the inevitable. "I think there's a misunderstanding. The reason stallions and deer don't mate isn't because of us. We were told that the male deer of the herd wouldn't let the females mate with us because they didn't want us mixing with their species. We've been mated to many female deer, but always get rejected." I look at Eli in disbelief. I didn't grow up in a herd like most deer because my dad was killed, and my mom didn't want me, so as soon as I was old enough, she pushed me out of the herd. I was twelve at the time and had just had my first shift.

Emily cried out softly as he sucked her nipple between his lips, his tongue trailing in slow, and torturous strokes. Her back were arching off the mattress, offering more, and begging for more without words. Jacob’s hand moved to her other breast, kneading it gently while his mouth worshipped the first. “Yes… Jacob…” Her fingers were gripping on his shoulders and her thighs were tightened around him. “I have wanted this for so long.” He pulled back, enough to meet her eyes. “Tell me.” He wasn’t teasing, he needed to hear it. And her voice were shivering with truth.