The Runaway Breeder Novels & Stories

“You can’t do that!” “You should reacquaint yourself with the Breeder Bylaws. In those bylaws you’ll be reminded that breeders are not to be shared, stolen from another, and most importantly abused. Breaking these laws, amongst others, may result in removal of your breeder.” Judge Jackson finished speaking to his brother and addressed Warrior Stephan. Arrest Alpha Andrews and Alpha Charles for violation of Breeder Bylaws Section 1H, Section 2B, and Section 2C.” “Wait! I didn’t have anything to do with this!” Alpha Charles shouted from the corner of the basement.

There was nothing new yet, but he promised to keep me in the loop. As I sipped my coffee, I couldn’t help but think about the girls reported as runaways. Were they really runaways, or set up to seem like runaways? Or perhaps, they did run away but then they were taken. The problem with runaways in the wolf community is that some people assume you just went to another pack or city. You could be missing, dead, waiting for a rescue and no one will come. But if you didn’t leave a note, you didn’t give signs of wanting to leave your parents or friends can mark you down as missing. The only way a runaway is truly cared for is if there’s a bounty on their heads for their return. If the Barracuda Mo

Really, I don’t need to have a phone since I don’t have anyone to call or talk to… What’s more bothering me is the fact that I left the university without any formalities. I worry about that now even though I know that my education isn’t important now that I’ve become a breeder. I heard about becoming a breeder, once the breeder is done with her job by giving birth to a pup, she will either be thrown in the dungeon, sent to the human world or killed to avoid attachment of the pup to the mother which was the breeder. Just thinking of what may happen to my future, it’s already tearing me apart.

His life as a breeder had not been any better more injections and by extension, forced pregnancies resulted in more of his children being stolen from him and sold off into a life as miserable as his own. In the present, Owen attempted to keep himself from thinking of this even as he felt the all too familiar sensation of Conway's thick cock pulsing inside him and the warm splatter of his seed filling his barren womb, still scarred and carrying the damage of being bred so often and the side effects of the drugs that kept him in an unbalanced heat.

He said, tapping the guard’s shoulders. “There you will have your bath and put on the new clothing I have prepared for each of you because someone will be arriving shortly to transport you to the Hellbound Pack. There, you will assume your duties as Alpha Draven's personal breeders.” On hearing his words, my hands shook, and my claws flexed instinctively as I sank to the ground, tears spilling freely on realizing that everything I had worked hard for was slipping through my fingers. Will I really become the breeder of a man rumored to be notorious for his cruelty, and for bending lives to his will?

"My former mistress told me all about it. She said I have to be confident and stand out in order to be sold to a wealthy Alpha who will take care of me as his breeder." I turned to her, wearing a puzzled expression. "What is a breeder?" The girl sighed, clearly showing her annoyance. "Most of you are so young and innocent. It's such a pity. A breeder is someone whose job is to bear children for her master. Once you're sold, you'll become a birthing machine for your master. I hope that answers your question." "That's –that's not true," I stammered, struggling to understand what she said. "But they are young ones amongst us. Some who have mates out there and can't be with another."

“It’s an emergency at the house.” I flicked the plier lazily in my hand. “It can wait. He can’t.” Ivan leaned in towards me and lowered his voice. “It’s about the breeder.” The word landed harder than any blow and my hand froze mid-air. The plier slipped from my fingers and struck the floor with a sharp metallic crack. “What?” I said quietly. “She tried to escape.” Something inside my chest dropped as a cold fury flooded through my veins in a clean, precise line.

She didn’t have the slightest wish of living in peace here, did she? “Tell me, breeder, what is the penalty for failing to fulfill a breeder’s duties?” I wanted her to say the words herself. She would be more familiar with the rules than me. It’s from her pack, after all. “The alpha’s breeder is a branded slave who must warm his bed to his satisfaction. She is not allowed to waste the seeds of the alpha by consuming any concoctions that stop pregnancy. In a given time, the breeder must provide pups for the alpha. Failure to do so…” I felt her tremble at this point, and I could tell my wait was worth it. All that explanation meant nothing to me. I only wanted her to get to this part.

"Fuck your lies. Fuck your abuse. And fuck this life sucking marriage. I'd rather die than spend another day trapped with a disgusting motherfucking excuse for a husband like you.” For the first time in years, I wasn't scared of him. I was completely, irrevocably fucking done. Then I turned the doorknob and threw the door open. I didn't even stop to put on my shoes. I snatched them up and ran barefoot down the stairs as fast as my trembling legs would carry me. Kayla was still standing by the front door. The moment she saw me, her face drained of color. "Amelia... are you okay?" she asked, her voice thick with worry.

I mumble as I shake in his grip; he’s touching me all over, his hand on my forehead, another pressing my stomach to hold me against him and I can feel his hard length pressing against my panty-covered ass. “Hunter, you call me Hunter, little breeder.” There’s that word again. ‘Breeder’. Alpha Jacob had breeders and they were looked down on like the rats of the Pack, nothing but whores that were kept to give men pups when their mates failed to provide them. The women are kept in nice accommodations and want for nothing but everyone knows what they are: a vessel for a pup and never anything more. It's not something I ever wanted for myself. I’m a virgin who wants to wait for her mate, not the