Chapter 4 (Breeder)

Selene "Are you okay?" Emery questioned, gripping the chair I was sitting on tightly. "Yes, he is really frightening," I stifled a giggle. She added, "He may come across as intimidating, but on the inside, he is cool." "I doubt it," I said to myself. "The doctor is on her way; let us get you to your room." She offered to help me get back on my feet. I was led into a room that appeared to be larger than my previous one, with a large bed and everything properly arranged and decorated. "Okay, this does not look like a place a slave would stay," I muttered. "Slave? Who said you were one?" She chuckled, looking surprised. "Well, I was bought, so what should I expect?" I settled onto the couch with a shrug. "You are anything but a slave!" "Why should I see a doctor?" I probed. She responded, "Well, the Alpha has the answer to that," and I had the impression they were concealing something. After a while, an elderly lady was led into my room. "Good day," she said as I mumbled greetings and nodded my head. She began to examine me, which was unfamiliar to me because I am not a doctor. "Everything is fine," she said, motioning. "Is this something you have done before?" She questioned while maintaining eye contact. “Done what?” I inquired, visibly stressed. "Had sex?" She inquired, and I was already choking on my saliva. "No" "Okay," she replied, packing her belongings and leaving me with yet more questions. Knock knock. The door pushed open, revealing the intimidating Alpha. I sat up, aware of his strong presence around me. He walked closer, hovering his massive figure in front of me before settling down on the bed. "You are good, but not emotionally stable, according to the doctor," he said, pausing. I looked at him warily as he said indifferently, "I bought you because I needed a breeder." "You are kidding, right?" I laughed, but it subsided when I saw the grave expression on his face. "You what.. Me a breeder?" I stuttered as he stiffly nodded. "I can't!" I said resolutely. "You have no choice," He told me showing his dominace, his expression belying his ignorance. "I am just letting you know, and if you do not do your job properly, you will be a slave," he said, leaving no room for argument. “Can I at least think about it?” I asked, bitting my lips showing my fears as I observed his eyes lingering on my lips. “There is nothing to think about, I bought you which means you can't say no to me” My persistence seemed to have angered him. "After I breed your heir, what happens?" I questioned while maintaining eye contact with him. "You will be granted your freedom," He echoed, but the tone of his voice filled me with fear. "Why do I feel like my freedom means death?" I wondered aloud before realizing I had, and his expression blazed with anger while a vein popped out in his neck. "You would be ready for the task tonight, until then." He fixed me with his gaze, and before I could comprehend his meaning, he had left my room. I lay on the bed, staring at the colorful walls. First I was rejected by my mate, then betrayed by my best friend, and now I have been sold to become a breeder. I do not recall the last time I felt truly loved and cared for. I murmured gloomily as I wiped away my tears, "Lyra, you must be tired of being my wolf." I never let myself cry; instead, I bottled up my tears because I had no one to dry them for me. “Well, what can I do? I can not leave your sorry ass," she sarcastically replied, and I burst out laughing. "Are you able to speak?" I inquired; this was probably the first time I had heard her speak since I met her. "I just did," she teased, her demeanor playful. I was about to strike up a conversation with her when there was a knock on the door, and Emery came out. "Well, you have become a regular visitor," I said as she beamed at me. "Was he here?" She asked as she sat down beside me. "Yes, and his arrival never seems to bring good news," I muttered. “He wants me to breed his heir, doesn't he have a mate?” I inquired, my gaze drawn to her. "He does not believe in mates, but he loves a woman who can not bear his heir, so he needs you," she explained, and I nodded. I took a deep breath and held her hands. "He said I could get my freedom; does that mean I get to leave?" I asked, my eyes bright with hope, but she quickly averted them, and that is when it hit me, I will never be able to leave this place. I released my hands from hers and muttered, "I get it," as she gave me a pity look. "I hope tonight goes well for you; try your hardest." She gave me a smile and patted my hands before heading out of the room. "Lyra, the door is open for you to leave," I sang, as she whimpered. “Dumb again?” I teased. As the sun began to set, my heart began to race, and the knock on my door nearly ripped my heart out. "We are here to prepare you for tonight." The two ladies said looking reserved, I nodded at them and let them in. I would be ecstatic right now if I were not getting ready to be eaten by my predator after receiving the best hot bath of my life. For the first time, I appreciated my figure; I had no idea I was this curvaceous. I was wearing a red, lacey nightgown that was extremely revealing. Curvy hips, full breasts, and full lips, but the moon goddess was determined to make me suffer, and I gagged at the thought. My hair was perfectly styled in a messy bun, giving me a seductive appearance. "You look gorgeous, my lady." One of the ladies commented, I was looking like a prey ready to be eaten. “Let’s go” They led me out of my room, where I saw Emery gawk at me, then grinned. Standing in front of a huge door “All the best” She whispered and I was left alone. I gently knocked on the door while holding my breath. "Come in." A thick voice responded, lightly stroking my heart. I opened the door a little and entered the dimly lit room, with the bedside lamp being the only source of light. My eyes scanned the room for him, but he was not on the bed. I heard a sound and turned to look in that direction, where he sat like a Greek god, my gaze roaming his well-built bare chest. I returned my gaze to his face; his hair was falling and nearly blocking his field of vision, making me want to stroke it. I saw him smirk at me, pulling my eyes away from him, I bowed my head. "You have not seen a handsome man before?" His luscious voices sang harmoniously to my ears, while I scoffed internally at his arrogance. In an instant, he was standing in front of me, his strong almond and honey scent wafting through my nose, enticing my senses, and my heart leaped in excitement and fear. With an expression I had never seen before, he gave me a quick glance and said, "Come." His words resonated deeply with me, and I clumsily followed him, my feet twitchy with nervousness. He placed me on the bed, his massive frame looming over me before he fixed his gaze on me for a long moment. “Part your legs for me, princess” Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. I tried to spread my legs as he had instructed, but I felt something wet on my cheeks. When I looked over at him, his jaw tightened and he was staring at me with disdain. "Get out," he yelled angrily, as I scampered away to my room, afraid of being consumed by his rage.