Sold As The Alpha King's Breeder Novels & Stories

An elder said and Alpha turned to him with his eyes narrowed into slits. Then he turned to his brother who was seated on the throne. "My brother here is still reeling from years of losing his mate, and there is no way he would want to mate with a female now. Not that if he had mate with her, he won’t die before the oid grows. So Zebulun having his own omega to breed will be good, what do you say, Alpha King?" He asked, his eyes glinting mischief. The Alpha King exhaled and glanced at Zebulun who was gripping his chair with dear life.

They quickly bowed down, their eyes unable to meet mine because I knew half of what they saw was red—Caelum fighting to take control, and when he does, he brings only disaster. "Alpha King." Stephen said, his eyes bowing down but slowly raising. My growl cut through the air like a blade, warning him that I wasn't in the mood for challenges unless he wanted his head decorating my throne alongside the others. He quickly returned to staring at the ground. "Speak." The word came out like a command from the depths of hell itself. "With all due respect, Alpha King," Stephen's voice trembled slightly, "marriage to a breeder... It's unprecedented. She has no Luna bloodline, no training in pack polit

The two of them were staring at my appearance while sipping fresh wine. I hate Alphas like them. Typical Alphas who only use Omega as their entertainment. "Are you selling it, my lord? I see you have a lot of concubines. How about you sell this one? I'll buy it at a great price." One of the Alpha conglomerates came between us, immediately dropping his eyes on me. "Unfortunately, no. I'm not selling her," Hilbert replied, with a smile set on the mask on his face. "She's special. She was born of a very rare, special breed. You won't find a slave like her anywhere."

She almost whispered, gently, and I decided to ask what was bothering me. “Morgan…” I licked my lips and looked into those dark eyes like a starless night. “You are the second concubine. There must be a first.” She nodded silently. “So… Why would the King want a child with me when he has you? And her?” “I am not the daughter of an Alpha. I was the daughter of a Gamma. The first concubine, of a Beta.” She said, “You, in addition to being beautiful and with such unusual features, are the daughter of an Alpha. The most fitting combination for a King.”

Conceive… pregnant… child… All the words that were so foreign to me were now repeatedly reminding me what being a breeder meant. No wonder they were willing to pay that much money—no wonder they chose me. The child destined to be the next Alpha of the Drogomor pack needed to have the most powerful combination of bloodlines—ideally Alpha blood from both of his parents. But a breeder was just a tool—used once, and then thrown away. No Alphas would allow their beloved daughter to be treated that way... except my own father. "Vicky, that's enough!" Talon's sudden low, rebuke brought me back to my senses.

"Wash them. And do it properly, or else." "Or else what?" I challenged, tired of being pushed around. "Or else," she leaned in, her eyes flashing with malice, "I'll make your life even more miserable than it already is. Trust me, I have ways." "Fine," I muttered, clenching my fists at my sides. "I'll do it." "Good," she said, smirking triumphantly. "Oh, and by the way, I'm auditioning to be one of the Alpha King's breeders. Can you imagine? Me, with all that power and prestige? It's going to be fabulous."

“This file contains the contract that you will sign, and the contract is letting you know that you will never conceive a child for the Alpha King….” My nose wrinkled. How was that possible? How can I be a breeder and not conceive a child? I rubbed my nose and adjusted. This isn't some simple contract, so I have to get things clear. “My lady, how is that possible? Alpha expects a child from me. How can I not conceive for him a child and still get my money?”

she said carefully, “he believed introducing fae blood through a Luna into a dominant Alpha bond would produce an heir with abilities no Alpha line has seen in centuries.” I felt cold all over suddenly. “He was breeding outcomes,” I said quietly. Hera nodded once. Raven’s voice sharpened slightly, “What abilities.” Hera exhaled slowly before answering, “The records refer to the fae element in Bailey’s bloodline as a suppressed amplifier.” I frowned, “Amplifier.” “Yes,” she replied, “combined with three Thorne Alpha bonds it would theoretically create what older texts called a Moon Blessed Alpha.” I stared at her for a long moment, then I shook my head once.

"Asher, I won't tolerate such disrespect from you. She came into our lives and ever since she's been gone it has been peaceful. You say you love me and you want to be with me but you spend more time with her than you have with me. Ever since she arrived, it is like I do not know you any more. I find that entirely upsetting. So, no! I won't take such disrespect." "I do not get why we keep doing this. You are quite aware of the agreement so why the fuss. She is just to breed children for us." I breathed. "I'm doing this for us, doesn't mean that I have to turn my back on her like she never existed. I am the Alpha King and what use is the throne if I cannot protect the people I took an oath to

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."