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."

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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

　　My mind was already prepared for this, the rage I had when I first heard it was him resurfaced. I wasn't going to kill him yet till I got the truth from him.


　　"Look," I raised the aegis container to his face. His eyes widened upon realization.


　　"It will take roughly 2 minutes for it to be working on your system. Little by little it paralyzes you. Nervous breakdown, you begin to beg for breath, squeeze painful muscles, and you begin to struggle, I said, darting my eyes from the antidote to him.


　　I could see the fear in his eyes, his expression amused me so much like I was having great fun. Of course, I am. It's time for a payback.


　　"Either you take away your gun and begin talking and might change my mind to save your sorry ass, or we die together," I suggested, relaxing back on the chair.


CHAPTER 107 It's Over