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The Alpha's Breeder: His Second Chance Mate

"The goddess has chosen you to carry my pup. This is not a marriage, it's just a breeding arrangement. You —" "I'm not interested in any of your breeding whatever —" "It's not a choice. It's either you do it freely or by force. You sure know I don't like my patience being tasted." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aria Kyncaid was mistaken as her twin, and was forced into having sex with the drunk Alpha Adrian of Moon Crescent Pack who chased her out the following morning. Her mum and her sister, Arya, accused her of stealing Arya's man. Heartbroken, she decided to leave the pack, Alpha Adrian was instructed by the priestess to find the girl he slept with, that she had been chosen by the moon goddess to carry his pup. Alpha Adrian found Aria in his pack and informed her of the priestess instructions. She refused and he threatened to force her into it. Aria had no choice but to follow him to his mansion. That night she shifted and discovered another shocking news — Alpha Adrian is her mate. With Aria near her, Alpha Adrian's resolve was threatened because of the growing feelings he had for her. Aria fought the mate bond initially, but as days rolled by, she found herself being drawn to him. Breeding arrangement was slowly becoming more when Arya, Aria's twin, struck with her evil machination, putting a rift between them with the excuse that Aria stole her man. Would Adrian defy Arya's schemes and reclaim her second chance mate and would Aria be claimed by her mate, despite her sister's evil schemes?
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Chapter 3

~ADRIAN~

My teeth gnashed against each other in anguish as I stared at the portrait of her hanging on the wall in my chamber. The one who was at the center of my heart — Adriana. She was the bane of my existence. But the cold hands of death snatched her away from me alongside our pup during her childbirth.

Their death dealt me a heavy blow, especially hers. It was a wonder how I survived till now. But one thing was sure, I wasn't the same loving and peaceful Alpha Adrian from years back.

I had grown more ruthless by the day and even chased away all my fellow Alpha friends. Life made no sense to me again, and my loins had not stirred from the time I lost her until last night.

My beta, Dexter dragged me to some annual party at the outskirts of the pack, with an excuse for me to loosen up. Yeah, I did. I soaked myself in several drinks and became drunk.

That was why I couldn't hold it in when that slut came and started grinding herself against me. My mind was blurred to what happened after that, but I was alarmed and ashamed of myself when I woke up to see her lying beside me.

"I'm sorry, Adriana. No one will ever take your place, baby." I cried in a low voice as my hands grazed the glossy portrait of her.

My heart ached for her every day, driving me nuts and to the edge with each passing day.

But I still try my damnedest to keep myself from completely going feral for the purpose of my pack. I wouldn't want them to think I was incapable of leading them anymore.

The soft knock on the door snapped me out of my reverie. I turned just in time to see Dexter stepping in and bowing his head in respect.

"Alpha..." He called out.

The anger of what happened last night and his part in it came rushing through me. I growled, making him raise his head sharply.

He tried to hold my gaze but failed after three seconds.

"I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to leave you alone while you were drunk." He apologized, stepping back with fear as I advanced slowly towards him.

"You think it's just about leaving me alone? It's mostly about pushing me into attending the fucking party in the first place." I snarled.

He raised his hands in apology. "My apologies, Alpha. It will never happen again." I sighed and turned my back on him.

"Do you want me to find the whore and get her punished?" He offered and I threw him a glance over my shoulder.

"No need. I don't fucking want to set my eyes on her again." I said with a note of finality.

He nodded. "Okay, Alpha..." Just then there was a soft knock, which directed our attention to the door.

The door opened and one of my guards walked in.

"Alpha, the priestess is here. She demands your presence in the consulting room." He finished, his head still bowed.

"Alright. Tell her I will join her soon." He nodded and left the room.

My brows furrowed in confusion as Dexter and I walked out of the room. What could be the reason for this sudden visit?

"Have you noticed anything unusual around the pack?" I asked as we both fell into steps walking down the large hallway.

He shook his head solemnly. "No, Alpha."

"Very well then."

We parted ways at the door of the consulting room. He took the opposite direction while I twisted the doorknob, ushering myself into the large and spacious consulting room. A place where I handled serious business and meetings.

"To what do I owe this August visit, priestess Amelia?" The silver-haired lady had her back turned facing the window, dressed in her signature white flowing gown and a staff in hand.

"A lovely morning to you, Alpha Adrian. I hope you rose well?" She said, finally turning to meet my gaze.

"Sure did. A lovely morning to you as well."

"I'm just here to deliver a simple message. I won't take much of your time."

"Good." I nodded because that luxury of time was what I didn't have.

"The girl you laid with last night and threw out this morning..." My voice trailed off, just as my eyes widened in utmost shock.

How the hell did she know I was with someone last night? Then, the realization hit me. She was a fucking priestess. Information was at her beck and call.

But she hadn't finished, so I stared at her expectantly. I had a feeling that whatever it was, I might not be comfortable with it.

"She's the woman the goddess has chosen to carry your pup — the future Alpha of Moon Crescent pack. FIND HER!"

Another shocking news rolling off her lips in a span of seconds. What the hell was she talking about? Find who?

"You are confusing me, goddess. You mean the whore that shamelessly seduced me and sneaked into my bed is the one the goddess has chosen to carry my pup?"

Priestess Amelia chuckled softly. "She isn't the whore, and she didn't sneak into your bed, you invited her in. So, find her wherever she was and begin the process of the birth of our future Alpha. Do have a nice day, Adrian." She finished and sidestepped me, making her way towards the exit door.

How possible was it that he was the one who invited her to his bed? And what the hell did she mean by find her?

The doorknob clicked and my senses returned. "How do I go about doing that? Can the goddess at least tell me where to find her?"

She gave me a side smile. "She wants you to figure it out yourself." She said with a note of finality before totally exiting the consulting room, after throwing me into a web of confusion.

"She isn't the whore..." What did she mean by that? What better tag would be given to a lady who goes around seducing men shamelessly? A whore, a slut. Hell, a harlot.

I gnashed my teeth in anger. It pained me that my son died along with his mother. If he hadn't, I would have had an Alpha to replace me when I was gone. In other words, I wouldn't have to carry on with this disturbing instruction from the moon goddess.

The doorknob clicked again and my eyes flew to the door, hoping it was the priestess coming back to tell me she was just messing around with me. I was a tad disappointed when I found out it was Dexter.

"The priestess rarely visits the Alpha's mansion. I hope all is well, Alpha?" I allowed my gaze to rest on him. A look of concern was etched on his face.

"She came to give me a shocking news." I said, staring outside the window.

"What news, Alpha?"

I scoffed. "I'm yet to wrap my head around it. Returning my gaze to him, I said, "Find that shameless whore. You and the warriors should search the neighboring packs."

"As you wish, Alpha."

Dexter bowed in respect and left the room. With his exit, I focused my attention on the thought of how incredibly ridiculous this news was.

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