Jeclyn Karl

"Are you okay?" I asked, forcing a tight-lipped smile.
"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...

The Alpha King's Breeder

　　I kicked the tire of my car, holding a hand to my face in frustration. Nyla went through all that because of me, and I have no clue. I have no clue about so many things around.


　　I got into my car, holding at the steering, she didn't want me anymore. She hates me, she hates my family. I reminded myself. My mother is the mastermind of her pain. Why will she drop her in the middle of nowhere? She assured me Nyla was okay, and that I'm stupid to believe her lies. Just then my phone rang, checking the caller ID, it was Lily.


　　Why is she calling? I thought for a moment before clicking on the blue button.


　　"Jason, mother is on her way to register your daughter as hers." Lily's voice rang over the phone, the urgency of the information pulled my car to a halt.


　　"What! What do you mean?" I asked again to be sure I was hearing right.


　　"Mother is on her way to register your daughter as hers," she repeated, and I was surprised at what I just heard.


CHAPTER 50 Have You Lost Your Mind?