Sold As The Alpha King's Breeder Novels & Stories

“Alara, yes? I’m Gamma Lucas.” She inclined her head. “It’s nice to meet you,” she replied softly. She recalled seeing him in the throne room the day before, though all of it was a blur. Damien looked between them. “Lucas was away when you arrived. He’s been curious to know more about the new addition to our pack.” Lucas’s smile carried a hint of apology. “I’ve seen your arrival cause quite a stir. Word travels fast in a fortress like this. Everyone is whispering about a daughter of an Alpha sold to ours.”

She'll give you strong pups. My blood turned to ice. "What?" The Alpha King—Damon Blackstone, ruler of the Northern Mountain Pack—studied me like I was livestock at an auction. His grey eyes traveled from my face down my body, assessing. "She's untouched?" he asked Victor, not even addressing me directly. "Of course, of course," Victor stammered. "Pure as snow. She knows her place, keeps house well. She'll be a good breeder." Breeder. The word hit me like a physical blow.

So… wouldn’t it make sense for him to be the next in line for the throne? I turn and look at the little boys who are part of this competition, and I can’t help but wrinkle my nose up at them. They are all nothing but toddlers compared to Stephen. Sure, they’re attractive, and I’m certain they’re all good in the bedroom. But now that they’ve been with that awful Breeder, they’re all a bit spoiled to me. I know for a fact that Alpha Stephen has never had a reason for a Breeder. He had a Luna for many years who passed away, and now, he’s available.

That’s when the other three move. Kain Draevor clears the bidding rail without touching it. Biotech-wolf. Alpha of Iron Fang. His pack owns every city, every lab, every patent on the serums they pumped into my veins as a kid. He grabs my jaw, forces my face up, and studies me like I’m a formula he got wrong. “Do you know what you are?” His thumb digs into my cheek, and he smells like money, antiseptic, and control.

I implored. Leo met my gaze unwaveringly and nodded. "I promise," he said firmly. With a heavy sigh, I finally revealed, "I am the alpha king's... breeder." Leo's eyes widened with surprise at my confession. Leo's expression darkened as he processed my revelation. "Alpha Adrian's breeder. I can't believe he's still doing those things," he muttered under his breath, his voice filled with disapproval. "I thought he had a mate." I nodded sadly. "Yes, he does. But that hasn't stopped him," I replied, my voice filled with resignation.

We shouldn’t be forced to be sex slaves, breeders or to do dangerous and life threatening work. Wren has no idea that Alpha Valen's father, Alpha Viktor, would breed omega males and females so that he could sell their pups to other packs. Wren doesn’t know she is a product of that program. Her parents were killed after they served the purpose. Wren is one of the pups that was kept in the pack. Alpha Viktor wasn’t the only Alpha to have such a cruel program for omegas. Alpha Valen may have gotten rid of the program and found other ways for the pack to thrive, but he is still an Alpha Supreme with too much power.

Yes, I was the slave sold to him. The alpha king has been looking for a woman to breed his child. My step-father had heard of this deal and had sold me off to the first buyer that came for a virgin, green eyed girl, who would be taken to the king to be his own personal breeder. And here I was, a year after.

Alpha Morris said. “She has a mate, and it’s your son. I can’t choose her.” “And I also didn't want her to be my son’s wife. She is just an omega, do you think she can be a Luna? No, Alpha Lucas. That's why if you’ll pay more, I will make her your breeder. I will force my son to reject her. What do you think?” My eyes widened as I caught my mouth with my hands. Alpha Morris didn't like me as his son’s mate… and he wants to sell me to Alpha Lucas!

There have been instances in the past where father's, who have had only one child, a daughter, have bribed the breeder assessors to make their daughter's sound a lot better than they are to get money. I watched as my new Alpha came forward and without even checking me over, like the other buyers were doing to their breeders, he just dumped 2.5 million dollars down in front of the organisers. I was shocked and a little concerned that he would just willingly throw away this amount of money without checking on what he had purchased, made me think that he was a little irrational and crazy.

My mind felt a mess. Everyone in the room was waiting with bated breath. “I command you in the name of the Moon Goddess. From now on, you must accompany Adam for the rest of your life as a breeder,” Alpha King presided, “Help him and never betray him,” and Alpha King looked at me condescendingly as he spoke. Everyone in the room was shocked, and I heard a few gasps from the crowd. We all knew what a breeder meant; a lowlife and a victim.