
The Alpha King's Breeder
Jeclyn Karl · Completed · 161.0k Words
Introduction
"Yeah, it's just Neomi reminding me of the C-section time." Jason scoffed.
"She's replying nervously."
I sighed.
"If it were a natural birth…"
He interrupted me before I could finish. "It's not going to be a natural birth. Neomi and I have already decided, and you agreed to it by signing the contract," he said, his tone firm as I furrowed my brow in frustration.
I didn't need a reminder, the mention of his Luna on his lips made me feel different. A painful reminder that it was just a flirt. Deep within I wanted more, the warmth of my mate around me but it was stolen by Neomi.
I walked over to the dresser, at least, to let me look beautiful for my birth process.
"Oh, right. That's true. I almost managed to forget that I'm just a walking womb that you and your wife have been renting out."
To save her father, Nyla is forced to sign a breeder contract with Jason, the Alpha King, and his wife, Neomi, agreeing to bear them a child.
In the Moonlit Shadow Pack, having a breeder was strictly forbidden, so Nyla must stay in a secluded place. Alpha Jason, excited about the pregnancy, decides to stay with the breeder during the process- unaware that Nyla is his mate. His bond with her grows stronger every day...
Chapter 1
Nyla POV
I came out of the bathroom with water dripping from my hair and dried it with a towel. I couldn't shake the feeling of uncertainty within me. The day I had patiently waited for was finally here.
He was wearing a dark blue robe, holding his phone, with a worried expression on his face.
"Are you okay?" I asked, forcing a tight-lipped smile.
"Yeah, it's just Neomi reminding me of the C-section time." He scoffed.
"She's replying nervously."
I sighed.
"If it were a natural birth…"
He interrupted me before I could finish. "It's not going to be a natural birth. Neomi and I have already decided, and you agreed to it by signing the contract," he said, his tone firm as I furrowed my brow in frustration.
I didn't need a reminder, the mention of his Luna on his lips made me feel different. A painful reminder that it was just a flirt. Deep within I wanted more, the warmth of my mate around me but it was stolen by Neomi.
I walked over to the dresser, at least, to let me look beautiful for my birth process.
"Oh, right. That's true."
"Thanks a lot," I said sarcastically, smacking my lips together with the nude lipstick on my lips.
"I almost managed to forget that I'm just a walking womb that you and your wife have been renting out."
He walked over to the dresser, his hands pressed on the chair I sat on. I could see his reflection in the mirror.
"Look all I can say is that all of us and that includes you agreed to what's happening today."
"After today it's going to end."
Hmm, I rubbed my buggy stomach and my mind wandered away from the experience. It was both sweet and bitter. Once I thought of not having any pup but here I am almost 8 months gone on the due date.
I gasped, raising my head to the mirror, he was still right behind me.
"Finally I will be able to get some sleep again. But not you," I smiled and continued, "But you will be waking up all the time getting food and changing diapers."
"Yeah," he said with a hint of desperation, I'm sure he was going to make a good father. I could see that in his eyes. He couldn't wait to hold the tiny pup in his arms.
He ran his hand through my hair, gently arranging them and putting them in a ponytail.
"I just want you to know that in a few hours, you'll be with your father again."
After the operation, I heard a soft knock on the door and footsteps approaching.
I sensed a presence beside me. I was too weak to open my eyes, it felt as if bricks were pressing down on them, coupled with the intense pain in my legs.
"Nyla, how are you feeling?" a familiar voice asked, close to my ear.
"I feel so nauseous," I replied in a voice barely above a whisper.
"It's okay. Slowly it will wear away but don't forget to have a light dinner even if you don't feel like it," she instructed.
"You will never see me again."
"Here, call me even whenever you need me," She held my wrist with her hands, inscribing something on them, and slowly I slipped into subconsciousness.
I felt like I was in a moving train, shaking my body from one end to the other, I sprained my eyes open, and images were spinning like tiny television sets floating in space, my gaze blurring. I couldn't see the person behind the wheel but it sounded like a man driving, on a phone call.
"Yeah, yeah man."
"I have got her in the car with me."
"Yeah, don't worry about it," he continued his discussion over the phone. I couldn't comprehend what he was saying. I still felt nauseous, weak, and vulnerable. My wolf was weak too.
"Don't worry about it, the hospital handed her over to me fast," the last I heard.
As flashes of headlight grew dim, my eyelids grew heavy and I felt a gentle pull into darkness.
The murmur of voice echoed into my ears.
"What's going on?" a voice pulled through.
"Maybe she's lost," another said, it was a feminine voice.
"Is that a pup? It's tiny."
"Can I help you?" The voices came one after the other. I'm dreaming or something I asked myself.
The last I remembered was getting prepared to head to the hospital with Jason beaming with excitement.
It was going to be a C-section and I couldn't wait to meet my father. After this whole I was in anticipation I held dearly to my heart.
"Miss, wake up," another voice said, who has all these voices in my head?
I sprained my eyes open and the bright blinded my vision. I held a hand over it normalizing to the intensity of the light and saw faces looking down on me, their eyes full of concern.
The cry of the baby brought my attention and I tried to steady myself by sitting up. My eyes widened at the tiny pup beside me. I couldn't comprehend what was going on.
Where are mine? Why was I here with a pup beside me? Wasn't Jason and his Luna supposed to have the pup?
A woman pushed through the crowd that surrounded me, her eyes flashed with anger.
"Who did you steal the pup from?"
"Call the enforcer," another said.
I shook my head in disbelief.
It began to play all together in seconds, I had been rejected and stuck with a pup I didn't ask for.
A painful way to wake up after giving birth.
The tons of pain clashed over me like someone was slowly using a knife to pierce through my body. The pain was overwhelming like it was eating me up bit by bit.
I shifted to adjust my position and just then a crash of pain flipped through my upper thigh and lower abdomen, a painful reminder of going through the knives.
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