The Runaway Breeder Novels & Stories

Sarah winked at Heather, making her blush. “If it’s a boy, I want him to look like Chip. I was told I looked like a little troll when I was a baby.” Heather shook her head. “My mom was a breeder too, that was how I was brought about. They were disappointed I was another girl, so she was given another job after that.” “Another?” I knew what breeder programs were, but they were almost a thing of the past no thanks to Dominic reestablishing the practice.

I stumbled back, tears finally spilling over. "Dad," Lance stepped forward, his voice hard. "That's too far." "No," I whispered. "It's exactly what he thinks. What you all think." I looked around at their faces, my mother's tears, my brothers' mixture of pity and disgust, my father's fury. "But this is my choice. My baby." "If you walk out that door," my father said quietly, "do not expect to come back. You'll no longer be welcome in this pack."

He was right, but I just don't want to hear him talking about it. “There's no way I would marry any of their daughters.” I said, through cold teeth. And added, “That's why I got myself a breeder.” As the word ‘breeder’ escaped from my mouth, my thoughts couldn't help but deviate from the little girl. “Yes, yes, you got yourself a breeder just to avoid marriage.” Zeeb utter, I sneered, “since you know this, why are you still telling me about their so-called marriage intent?”

Alpha Lucas lifted my chin and said, "You've made me very disappointed, so you're not even qualified to be my breeder. If you want to be my exclusive fuck toy, you have to go through very rigorous training. All my fuck toys have to show me their absolute obedience. Whenever I tell you to do anything, you have to do it immediately. If you dare to disobey me, or be hesitated for one brief moment, I'll give you to my soldiers and let them take turn to fuck you. Then, I'll throw you to the rogues and let them finish the job. Do you hear me?" "Yes, Alpha." I whispered. "All your holes on your body belong to me and must be open to me. I do whatever I want to them, whenever I feel like it. If I'm n

“Sorry, I don't understand.” I answered, feeling really puzzled by his words. I didn't understand what a breeder was. “What is a breeder?” Ulric sighed, but not as if running out of patience, but more as in ‘ok, let me explain it’. “Breeder is like a surrogate. Do you get it now?" I shook my head from one side to the other. “You're going to give each of the three of us a baby. You will bear the heirs of our packs. The next Alphas.”

I wanted to know if he was bipolar so I could make a mental note about it “That’s the thing about you newbreeders, you get an inch and then you want a mile” he started to move closer to me as I backed away from him. “Why do you have to ask for so much? Damn, I thought you were going to be different” he said before he stormed off.

Sometimes, it's because they are kicked by the Alpha from the pack or they ran away from the pack without the Alpha's agreement. Rogue: Just like Lone Wolf, Rogue Wolves live without a pack but usually they make groups of rogues. Rogues sometimes are called the wolves who can't be ruled and sometimes they are the wolves who are crazy enough to be in the pack. They hurt the other pack members or didn't follow the Alpha's orders and rules that made them got kicked from the pack.

I said nothing. “You. girly, are going to be used or sold as a breeder because that is all you are good for. being a baby making machine for all these alphas and making sure our kind doesn’t go extinct. You will be passed around from alpha to alpha like a ball. But, by all means, stay and find out.” The dream I had came back to me, fear gripped me rendering me weak on the spot. “I guess now you can finally see the bigger picture. Glad I could help and never say I never did anything for you.”

In his gaze there was an amazing spark of intelligence, unusual for an animal. So they stood opposite each other - the dog studied the girl, and the girl studied the dog. The dog had incredible blue eyes. Anika had never seen anything like this before. The fur, completely black and shiny, shimmered in the sun. A beautiful and well-groomed dog. True, it was not possible to decide on the breed. Similar to a shepherd, but very large, probably the size of a St. Bernard, if not larger. If she stood on her hind legs, she would definitely be taller than the girl. Probably one of a rare breed or a cross, and one that could be worth a lot of money. This made Anika think that she could have been kidna

Lyra started searching every hook and nook in case Piper was hiding. Her eyes fell on the bed covers tied together as a rope against an opened window. Piper has run off. Lyra slammed her clenched fist against the wall, frowning, “Damn!” After the conversation they had, Piper still ran away on her wedding day. Lyra sat on the couch, massaging her temples. How would she tell everyone about the runaway bride? “Calm down, Lyra. Calm down,” she mumbled. She exhaled deeply, her breath making a puff in the air as she grabbed the note on the mirror stand. “I'm sorry, guys. I can't dump my lover for an unknown man,” she read Piper's written message.