The Alpha Breeder Mga Nobela at Kwento

What I wanted to know was if they were safe enough to get out of this. We were heading to the pack house, where the Alpha was waiting for me. This was one of the few times I have been here but in these kinds of situations. Mostly for occasions and meetings. It was good to maintain a good relationship amongst the Alphas,study them and know when one of them was going to turn on you and how to avert such situations.

She added, smiling at Arabella. "I’m sorry. I guess I was rude." Arabella muttered and extended her hand for a handshake. "I’m Arabella. Alpha Miller’s Breeder "Hello, Bella," Bread said, shaking her hand. "It’s okay. Don’t be sorry. You’re not the only one who acted like this. All the admirers of Alpha act with me in the same way until they come to know that I’m mated." "So, you have no issue with becoming a breeder?" She asked next, to which Arabella shook her head.

It was to appear so real and when she tells me who he is, I get to cover my mouth like I was in shock. "He is the most respected alpha in Hawaii, California and two other states which I can't even remember but that man you see there, he is f*cking wealthy and if he is actually hitting on you, don't hesitate to comply because as of what I heard, all the Alpha's breeders belongs to him right now and you're no exemption." She looked at me before moving her face finally. "So you better put yourself together to avoid the Alpha's wrath." She paused as she looked at me for the last time. "Damn, I heard loud moans coming out from the guest's room. I wish I was the one in there with him." One of the

Silver must have noticed that I was on the verge of panicking, so she took my hand and pulled me aside, away from the group at the clearing, so that the two of us could talk without the fear of being overheard. "Calm down, Lilac." Silver's voice was a soothing wave to my jittery nerves. I felt my entire body tremble as I tried to comprehend what it all meant, but my mind was completely blank. "A Silver Alpha Breeder is a special wolf with special powers. They are born at random, but the birth of one is a joyous occasion, celebrated by all. The pack which has a Silver Alpha Breeder is held in high esteems." Silver's eyes were filled with curiosity and a hint of concern. She hesitated for a mo

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.

"I think I'd like to see that witch from the Northern pack, Kael." Kael nodded. "As your honor pleases. But we must take precautions. Alpha Reid rules the pack and like we both know, he isn't a fan of the Alpha. And in as much as we don't want Alpha Lucien to know about this either, we must take every necessary steps to avoid being caught. " "Right, Kael. So, what's the plan?" Kael asked for a piece of paper and writing material and I scurried down to the room to fetch them. "Here, it is."

The council member to my right now said, and I knew as the word breeder came from his mouth, that he was about to see the real Alpha Gunner. Just as I thought that a growl rumbled from Alpha Gunner, shaking the entire room. With so much authority in his tone, he said to the council member, “Don’t you ever call Mila a breeder again.” As his fists once again slammed onto the table and I knew by the look in his eyes he was about to lose it.

"The physical toll alone...." "A Breeder's body is designed to handle that," one of the female wolves said, stepping forward. She was tall and lean, with striking silver eyes and dark hair braided with silver threads. "I am Alpha Kira of the Moonstone Pack. I've studied the old records. The last Breeder carried heirs from five different Alphas. She bore them in sequence, each pregnancy and birth spaced carefully to allow recovery time."

So the observations, the reason she insisted I study Fenrir, the cameras placed all over the hallway, and the containment, it wasn’t studying Fenrir, it was studying me. I was part of the project, part of the experiment. A cold feeling settled into my bones as I kept reading, even though every part of me wanted to stop. PROJECT OBJECTIVE: Breeding program initiation. The words blurred for a second before I forced myself to focus. “Breeder,” I muttered silently. Underneath the heading came more explanation. A human woman with compatible dormant genetics, placed in proximity to the last surviving Alpha under controlled conditions. The offspring will be weaponized_

“You don't mean anything to them. You think you are special because you choke on their cocks? They only give you attention for what you bring. Enjoy it while it lasts; the flashy things and nice place that is even better than your sister's. They will break your heart. Elion first.” I rolled my eyes. “Maybe I should reiterate this for the last time. You are just a breeder. There is an unspoken rule about breeders in all Packs, whenever the breeder gives birth, she is allowed to care for the child to a certain age, and then, she is killed.” Of all the things he said, only one thing struck my mind. How did he know what the Alphas did for me? Except… “You were the one sending those threat cards.