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“The bond is there, but it’s faint. It’s not how it’s described to us. It’s like it's broken or something.” “It’s the years of abuse, and how you view him. If he was a stranger, or someone you barely knew it’s still pretty strong because you don't have an opinion of them yet. Mama’s and I’s bond was strong because we were friends beforehand. It depends on a lot. Being mates doesn't just make you in love, it pulls you to them. You can reject the bond, babe. You have that right'' Mom says, leaning against the counter. “But once it’s rejected it’s nearly impossible to repair. And that means you won’t have a mate, ever. It’s like 1 out of 1,000 rejected mates can repair the bond. It’s not someth

He preferred it that way. Beta Remus entered the hall and sniffed appreciatively. His black eagle tattoo peeked out from the collar of his shirt. In a pinch, he could release the inky bird and it would take flight, providing reconnaissance from above. Each pack member's tattoo, received upon turning sixteen, transformed into a unique animal providing a unique gift. Only one wolf could claim each creature.

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

He leaned back against the wooden porch railing and crossed his arms, exchanging a loaded look with his brothers before turning his gaze back to me. "Actually, the reason you were brought here wasn't just to be a bride." I looked up from my boots, letting the cold wind bite my cheek. I didn't understand the math. Brides were for political alliances. Maids were for manual labor. There wasn't a third option. Certainly not for an Omega built like me. What else could I possibly be here for if not any of those? Kenzo let the heavy silence stretch out for one long, agonizing second. "You were sent here to be a breeder."

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

Bred by the Alien king Chapter 46 Epilogue Megan's point of view. It's been seven years since I've given birth to our firstborn Prince Derriel, Mine and King Halturian's firstborn and heir to the throne of Altundral, Our future King. He's grown into such a loving little boy. He is the most sensible one of the three oldest siblings. He has a kind heart but will not be intimidated; he reminds me so much of his father.

I can’t hold back the words that spew out of my mouth next. I whip around and snark, “You won’t help raise a baby? At this point, I wouldn’t let you near my baby because God knows you don’t know how to do anything but pop pills and go to La La Land twenty-three hours a day! Not that I want a baby, but you’re out of your damn mind if you think you are even capable of holding a baby!”

For some stranger? How ridiculous my life was? Why did all this have to happen to me? "No! I will never be someone's breeder!" I snapped at him and he scoffed. "Pretty girl, you should be grateful for your luck that my eyes fell on your angelic face." "With a million dollars, I can find plenty of girls to be the breeder but I thought you needed it most, so I offered. But since you're just an ungrateful b*tch. Then get lost."

He seemed to be waiting for someone's return. As for me, I had already settled down with Zayne in a flat in Swillerand. We had a beautiful view of snow-capped mountains from our home. On a snowy winter day, we lit the fireplace and lay down in front of the warm fire, wrapped in blankets. Zayne hugged me. At that point in time, I was already pregnant with our baby. As we smiled at each other, I thought to myself how stable this life of mine was.

"A wager. Whoever wins gets to keep you all to himself." Colton rolled his eyes. "Maybe we should have done that. I would've won easily." "Who said I was going to let you off that easy?" Caleb drawled. He looked out toward the dark fields. "There's a lot of land out there. You'd just need to pick your burial spot. I think Mom only needs one of us, anyway. What's the use of two when I'm already perfect on my own?" Colton clicked his tongue. "Says the spare part. I'm the prototype. One of one. You were the afterthought. If anyone's dying, it's you."