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And when it takes me fully, there will be nothing left of me, only the beast I have no command over. I inhaled deeply, as my eyes darkened at the thought. There was only one way to break the curse. By breeding an heir. My heir. And she is the only key. Valtira. The one who fate has bound me. If I claim her, and she bears my bloodline, the curse will shatter. But if she fails and time runs out… Then not only will I be lost, but my offspring, should I ever sire one, would inherit the same curse, doomed to carry the hunger through eternity.

"What are you on about? You're his breeder that's failing grossly at her job, so what do you mean?" I smiled and shut down that overwhelming feeling of pride and victory. No celebrating wins that are not confirmed. Although, I know Caden won't lie about making me his Luna, I just wanted to be careful. "You can ask him about that part, but you're smart. He sent you all the way down here to give me those herbs because he made a mistake and I panicked. He's not forcing me to do anything I'm not ready for. But that's not the answer you seek so let me try as much as possible to explain."

I lied through my teeth. Callum looked like he didn't believe a word I said. "And besides, Amalthea is my breeder. She isn't on the market." I reminded him. "As long as she isn't a marked and mated wolf she is always on the market." Callum retorted and my wolf growled within me at the thought of Thea marked and mated to someone who wasn't me. "If you try just a little harder, I'm sure you'll break the table." Callum chuckled and I looked down at my white knuckles which gripped the table in an iron grip.

He clenched his fist in anger as though he was trying very hard to fight his anger. Then he pointed his index finger at me. “I will say this once and you better listen very properly. I am not a man to be played with. I am as dangerous and brutal as I can get. I will wipe you from the face of the earth if you push me. Don’t you dare play with me” “You are a man; you probably jerk off every day. You can get yourself another breeder. It doesn’t even have to be a breeder. It could be anybody, a delta, an omega or even a fucking Human since you are just so desperate”

I didn't love her less, my love for her increased and I want her to be by my side until the day I take my last breath but there's something I have always wanted, which is to have a child, an heir. I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice Fred, my Beta and best friend walk into my office. "I have found a solution " He said while facing me. "What kind of solution?I don't want to hear those of your silly jokes and ideas " "I'm here as your friend who cares about you, I will appreciate it if you listen to me " "What do you have to say " "Let's find you a breeder " "What? No way!!!" "Yes way, do you have any other ideas? Judging from the way you are staring at me I know you don't and beside

Damn him! A breeder. Not a wife. Not a mate. I was going to be a breeder. “You mean, the King will use my body, make me give birth to a pup and then what? He will take the child from me and I’ll never hear again about the baby?” I asked and O’Horan said nothing, he remained unmoved, his hands behind his back. “You’ll toss me into the dungeons? Or put me to work at the mines? I don’t want to be a breeder! And if I ever get to have a child, I will not be parted from it!”

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He knew. “The document—read it out loud. Every damn word. I won’t tolerate law-breaking under my roof. If something smells even remotely off, I want it torched.” I heard him inhale slowly. A single breath before the first page rustled. “Subject: Transfer of property from West Reign Pack to Crescent—” His voice was calm, like he wasn’t reading about flesh and blood. “—Seven female omegas, unmarked, unclaimed, between the ages of 19 and 23. Registered under the breeder clause for repopulation purposes.”

"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."

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