005: Pitiful little breeder

Horres

“Greetings, Alpha, I…. I…” Alpha Horres really took me for a fool, huh? So his favorite daughter just happened to be the wolf less trash who didn’t even qualify to be called a Holmes.

Hmmmph! What a joke. He really went out of his way with this peace offering.

She was only locked in the dungeon for three days, yet she couldn’t even walk properly. How could she be anybody’s Luna?

“Alpha,” My first beta walked into the room, his presence reminding me of all the warriors who died under his watch.

Why didn’t Kylie die as well? He didn’t even sustain the slightest injury. It was as if he hid somewhere as the fight was going on. How else could he have escaped unscathed?

Even Gamma Lorna didn’t survive the ‘rogue attack.’ She was one of my finest warriors, yet she succumbed so easily. Yet…

Calm down, Horres. This was just a ploy by that basted, Holmes. He wanted to plant a seed of doubt, and you couldn’t possibly allow him to have his way, right?

Fuck me! I couldn’t even have a proper sleep in the last three days. Thinking about the whole ordeal had drained me so much.

Alpha Holmes… Rest assured, I would surely give you a slow and painful death. For now, I couldn’t thank you enough for sending a toy my way.

“Your father killed seven warriors and offered you for peace. What could wolfless trash like you offer the Iron Fang Pack?” I could feel her raw fear and horror as she knelt there weakly. She was right to be terrified of me. After all, she didn’t have a clear conscience to begin with.

“Tell me, Celeste, do you think you really qualify to be a spy in my pack? Couldn’t your father even send someone worthy?”

She raised her head abruptly. Did she think I was oblivious?

“Alpha, Celeste truly isn’t the alpha’s favorite. However, she volunteered to be the peace offering. She mentioned that she had her ways to make your pain go away. Alpha Holmes just couldn’t refuse her sincerity. She is also his beloved daughter…”

I couldn’t believe a mere servant had the audacity to speak in front of me. One thing I picked from this was that she had no regard for my peace offering.

One look was all it took for Oxley to sever that annoying head from her neck.

I wasn’t surprised to see my peace offering shivering like a leaf at the sight of the body.

“Alpha, please, have mercy. I swear by the moon goddess... I am not a spy.” I guess she believed her own lie, because I didn’t feel her pulse quicken when she said this. How interesting! She must have been through special training to be able to keep her facade this way.

Alpha Holmes gifted me a spy Luna, huh?

“Pass my orders. The daughter of Alpha Holmes would be my breeder from henceforth. If she doesn’t birth an heir in a year, she would be punished according to the customs of the Moon Howler Pack. After all, we wouldn’t want to judge her with rules that are unfamiliar to her.”

My two betas stared at me as if I developed a new head.

Well, as for the peace offering, she looked like I just passed down her death sentence. She didn’t have the slightest wish of living in peace here, did she?

“Tell me, breeder, what is the penalty for failing to fulfill a breeder’s duties?” I wanted her to say the words herself. She would be more familiar with the rules than me. It’s from her pack, after all.

“The alpha’s breeder is a branded slave who must warm his bed to his satisfaction. She is not allowed to waste the seeds of the alpha by consuming any concoctions that stop pregnancy. In a given time, the breeder must provide pups for the alpha. Failure to do so…” I felt her tremble at this point, and I could tell my wait was worth it. All that explanation meant nothing to me. I only wanted her to get to this part.

“The breeder must serve all the warriors who protect the alpha, as a way of lessening his burdens.” Good.

“In other words, the breeder becomes the pack’s whore after failing to provide an heir, right?” She bobbed her head up and down, grabbing the message. The daughter of Alpha Holmes, servicing my warriors and every other person I offer her to, huh? First, I have one year to make her wish she was never born.

“According to the customs of your pack, the breeder is a slave who must serve the Luna, and she could never become Luna, even if she were the last she-wolf in the pack.”

“Y… Yes, Alpha.” Her voice trembled at my words. She didn’t match up to the pinkie of gamma Lorna, but she would spend her days atoning for her father’s sins, wishing for nothing but death.

“Come here. I need to take a closer look at those treacherous eyes of yours.” She got up onto her feet and wobbled her way toward me.

When she was about two feet from me, my breeder went on knees once again.

I raised my hands and grabbed her hair, and surprisingly, it felt silky and particularly smooth to the touch.

So he sent a temptress, huh? She looked exactly like the vixen she was meant to be. However, I also felt her body burning up.

Being doused with cold water every morning really did the magic. My pitiful little breeder. Tsk!

I threw her head back, forcing her to fall butt down. I didn’t like the sense of familiarity she exuded. I could swear I never met her before this, yet…

“You stink. Next time you appear before me, make sure you look like a she-wolf worthy to breed my pups.”

I could always punish her for failing to meet the standards of my breeder, after all.

“Oxley,” I called out to my second beta.

“Alpha,”

“My whore has tainted my eyes.” Understanding I wanted her punished, Oxley dragged her out of the room, I realized he was still careful enough to not leave a single bruise on her skin.

As for Celeste, she didn’t even resist in the slightest.

“Kylie, go and rest. I would summon you after seven days.”