The Alpha King's Breeder Novels & Stories

As each warrior repeated the same phrase after another, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. I was embarrassed to see these poor omegas kneeling before me as I stood there looking sheepish. They certainly did obey the alpha king, and they bowed down before me as they did so. They started saying, "bless the queen," over and over again. "Bless our queen. May God bless our king. A blessing on the king." "Wow," I exclaimed, surprised but pleased with what I saw and heard. The alpha king then placed his arms around my waist, leaned in close to my ears, and mumbled, "see! And if you are successful in conceiving a child in the near future, I will give you more than you could ever dream of."

A man came out of a carriage and stretched his body and with every movement his body showed his perfect and toned muscles. He was not someone ordinary but the Alpha prince who was going to rule over the lycans, witches and werewolves. But there was a problem for him to become the king as he did not have a queen and his father gave him a last warning to either marry the rare female lycan or else he was going to throw him in the pit of hell. "My Prince, I think we should start the journey."

I finally managed to ask. "I have been searching for a breeder for a long time, someone who can provide me with the perfect offspring. When I saw you at the auction, I knew that you were the perfect match for me." I scoffed softly, feeling a mix of anger and fear. "Use me as a breeder, and then what? What happens when you finally have no use for me anymore? Will you just kill me? It's better if you just kill me now than force me into doing something I don't want to do."

she replied and I nodded. "When I was given the title of alpha king as the legitimate child, Andrew was supposed to be my beta, but he refused, saying he is my older brother, and he deserves the alpha king title, but my father didn't listen to him, and eventually, he left and started his own pack, which has been a success so far," I explained, and Athena nodded.

“He’ll take one look, see the dirt on her skin, and walk away. Maybe slit her throat just for wasting his time.” My skin prickled with goosebumps. Would he really kill me? “Would she even be able to give him an heir? She looks too weak.” “Nah, I think she’ll be dead in a month or less. And when she is gone, the Alpha would increase the price of getting a breeder and maybe, someone worthy might volunteer, not some filthy thing without a life getting sold to him.” Their words stung because it was true. I was nothing. I had been reduced from the daughter of a respected Beta to a breeder—a breeder without a say.

She chuckled lightly. “That’s a pity for him,” she said. “I suppose it isn’t pity at all,” I remarked. “Because the King didn’t seem to want a Luna Selection. He has a fated mate.” Sylvia had been adding water to our cups but her hand paused. “A fated mate,” she said softly, half a question, half a statement. “Yes,” I confirmed, and then I told Sylvia the story of Evelyn Caddel and the Alpha King, a decent summary of what I knew and what I’d heard from others.

The woman we both wanted to protect, or so I thought, up until this very moment. I stared at him, my mind racing. Another daughter. A new heir. None of this made sense. Liora was the female Alpha. She’d been groomed for this her entire life. How could he just… replace her? And who the hell was this other daughter? The King stood, smoothing down the front of his robes. “I suggest you think carefully about your next steps, Callum. You have a bright future ahead of you. Don’t throw it away for a girl who can’t give you what you need.”

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 child of Alpha of the Draco pack. He 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. “Becca, that’s enough!” Logan’s sudden low, rebuke brought meback to my senses.

"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."

Alpha King Gene’s mind has been deteriorating for a while now, and I’d been proud of how well I’d kept the kingdom running smoothly while keeping the true nature of his competency out of the public eye. I’d thought his Breeder idea was crazy at first, but the more I’d thought about it, the more sense it made. At least there would be someone else on the throne. And as it worked out, the four Alphas he’d chosen were more than competent, so at least that’s one thing Gene got right.