Contracted To The Alpha: The Last Breeder
READING AGE 18+
The disaster began with a hush.
For unknown reasons, she wolves can no longer bear children……except for omegas.
As you may expect, my life as an omega changes.
Over a night, we omegas, once discarded, become the properties Alphas fought to win over.
My foster parents requested me to marry Alpha Cyril as a substitute bride, for my Beta stepsister cannot give his family an heir they want.
But I am a person, an individual of free will. I don't want to be a breeding machine. So I fled. I spent a wonderful time in my boyfriend's lovely hut deep down in the forest, until one morning I woke up, finding my fuming foster parents at the doorway. He said sorry as he took a pile of cash from my foster parents.
This is how I end up here as your contracted bride, Alpha Cyril.
Are you satisfied now? Well I am not. I am forced to marry you. And I don't feel honored. So don't you see me as an opportunist trying to climb the social ladder by marrying an Alpha.
Because I am ME, unlike anyone else.
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Cyril’s POV
The moment the door clicked shut, the noise from the courtyard faded into silence. The faint sound of laughter and music was replaced by her soft breath, by the quiet rhythm of two hearts that had spent far too long apart.
She was still in my arms, light and warm, her hair brushing my jaw. I didn’t set her d……
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