Breeder For The Morozov Alpha Brothers Chapter 10

Breeder For The Morozov Alpha Brothers Chapter 10

LAIKYN GARCIA. 

It doesn’t matter. 

It doesn’t matter. 

Goddess, it matters and it shouldn’t! 

They…they kicked me out. One day with me and they kicked me 

out. 

Not that I care but…I had hope in the Goddess, that somehow, I. Laikyn Garcia had pulled five men out of nowhere in all my twenty years around the sun and I was wrong. 

“Come on“, Cassie nudges me, her piteous and disappointed eyes 

on me. 

Guess I’m no longer Luna in her eyes, huh? 

Now I’m what? A servant? 

I walked out of their mansion feeling worse than I did yesterday. 

None of them came to see me off. 

Now I’m being led down a very shitty hallway that looks like it 

has been inhabited for years. 

I hate it. I hate them. 

We are ten steps away when raucous laughter comes from behind 

1. me. 

“How the mighty have fallen. Let’s be real, doll I told your 

this would happen.” 

Lena’s voice comes from behind Cassie and me and I want to bite 

her a new one but she’s right. 

“Lena? Let it go“, Cassie turns around to tell Lena to back 

off. 

I know this bitch like I know the back of my hand. 

She won’t let it go. 

“Fine. I’m generous that way. Besides the fake Luna is gone and I have my Alpha back to myself, I guess I have you to thank, Laikyn.” 

Her words prick. 

Understanding gnaws on me and I turn to look at Cassie then at 

Lena. 

“What do you mean by that?” 

Cassie isn’t looking at me but Lena? Oh yeah, her smile is blinding. 

“Oh sweetie. Didn’t they tell you? Let’s be real here, our Alphas have insatiable lust and who better to quench it than their loyal omegas?” 

What? 

“Cassie…is she…but I don’t understand you are their warriors, you said so yourself, you-.” 

“They fuck us sometimes and I’m not going to complain when Nikolai fucks my brains out today because of you.” 

Cassie with Riot? 

Allie with Echo? 

Ava with Vuk? 

And Lena with Nikolai? 

I feel like hurling everything from my stomach but I keep 

myself in check. 

I don’t care whether the Morozov brothers fuck their omegas, 

it’s not my business. 

“I can walk to my room myself“, I tell Cassie without looking 

at her. 

She looks at me like she wants to say something but I don’t give her the chance as I walk down the hall jump in the first room I see and lock myself in. 

If I’m a servant now, I can’t get close to them. 

Not as close as I want. Not close enough to kill them. 

I failed before I even began. 

As I stare at the bleak wall that’s gray and sleep in the one 

bed inside the room, tears fog my eyes but I refuse to let them 

fall. 

It’s okay. I have time. I can turn this around. 

But deep down that’s not what’s eating me. 

Deep down I’m asking myself if Dom will bathe another woman 

like he bathes me. 

If Riot will carry his omega like he carried me. 

If Vuk… 

No. No. This can’t be happening. 

I don’t know how long I stay in that room counting the sounds of my heartbeat and wanting to shed tears. 

All I know is one minute I’m fighting my thoughts and the next minute when I wake up from my slumber, there’s a hand on my 

hip. 

“Solnyshko.” 

I don’t have to turn around to know who the man behind me is. 

I can feel it from his body heat, the way his chest swallows my back, to the way his pants graze my leg, to the way I can almost see his face. 

“Dom?” 

“Right here, baby.” 

I gaze at the large hand on my hip and I want it off my body. 

“Do you fuck your omegas like your brothers do?” 

I’m met with silence. 

“If you don’t tell me then get the hell out, this isn’t your 

mansion, this is the servant’s quarters which is technically my turf.” 

Nikolai made it seem like it anyway. This is where the critters from the ground end up. 

I’m a lowlife now. In their eyes. 

“No.” 

My heart thaws and I hate that I’m happy with his answer. 

“I don’t want you touching me when I’m sleeping or when I’m drunk either, Dom.” 

“You are mine“, his other hand sneaks to my tummy and he rubs it earning a yelp from me. 

“I’m a servant now, I’m no one’s.” 

“You are here because you needed to be punished, Laikyn.” 

The sound of my name on his tongue makes me shiver. 

I try to remember yesterday’s events but I can’t. I’ve tried to 

do so since Esme told me I stabbed Dom and every time all I see 

is me dancing with Vuk then Echo then everything goes blank. 

“Your thigh? Are you okay? I know it’s healed by now but I’m still sorry for how I acted. That was out of character for me 

and I’ll never do it again.” 

He rubs my tummy again, the shirt I have on riding up my thighs. and having no panties at all means if he goes lower, we’ll both be singing a different tune. 

“Dom? Stop that.” 

“You smell so fucking good, baby“, he whispers and here, both 

of us together, I almost believe him. 

“But you repeat the shit you pulled yesterday and I’ll give you a punishment that’s worth remembering. Understand this, Laikyn there’s a reason we’ve lived for long. As much as you hate the idea of being claimed, getting rid of us is not easy. We are un–killable, baby. Wolfsbane, silver, whatever shit you’ll read in books, they don’t work on us. 

That little plan of yours of killing us ends in one way. You on your knees asking for my cock. Go back to sleep. Now.” 

He knows I want to kill them. 

Which means they all know? 

H–How? 

XxX 

“For what it’s worth, I didn’t sleep with your Alpha, Lake. In 

the past maybe but you being here, I can’t do that.” 

I woke up and Dom was gone. 

A few hours later, Cassie came for me saying I was needed by 

the Alphas. 

What do they need? Me to clean their rooms? 

To punish me because they know my real intentions? 

I don’t talk to Cassidy as we walk back to the same mansion that felt a bit like home for a day. 

The betas open the door for us, Cassie tips his chin at one of them but none of them give me the same lovey–dovey look. 

I get it. 

I stabbed their Alpha. 

The walk down the hall makes my hands sweat and anxiety swirl 

in my veins. 

We are not going to Dom’s room or the living room that leads to the kitchen. 

It’s a different route altogether and when we reach there, I understand why. 

All pairs of eyes land on me but the only eyes I can feel on me are from the quadruplets. 

They sear my skin and rob me of my breath. 

There’s a tall, skinny man standing in the middle of the room. 

He takes one good look at me and raises a curious brow before he turns to the Alpha. 

“That is not enough, Alpha Echo.” 

What’s he talking about? 

Echo’s flicker to mine before he returns his gaze to Skinny 

Man. 

“Having my Luna demoted to nothing but a maid is not fucking enough even after one of yours assaulted her in my own damn 

club?” 

What? 

“There has been a treaty that has kept us from declaring war on you and your kind. Your brother, Alpha Nikolai broke that treaty by killing one of our men.” 

Nikolai stands from his seat, not in the least bit fazed. 

“And I’d do that shit again, Jamie. Tell Rufus that, the next time he decides to send you down here.” 

Riot shakes his head like he doesn’t agree with Nikolai’s 

methods. 

Vuk’s eyes are on me as I try to piece everything. 

The cryptic scary guy from the club? He was killed by Nikolai? 

“You are powerful but you’ll not be able to handle us if we go 

to war. There’s a reason we’ve kept ourselves in the shadows. Fail to comply to King Rufus‘ order and you’ll perish.” 

King? 

War? 

“What does Rufus want?” Vuk asks, pulling his eyes away from 

1. me. 

Skinny Man turns around and his eyes land on me. 

“Blood for blood. He wants me to bring her to our home.”” 

My heart stops as if I can’t breathe. 

“Well that’s not fucking happenin-.” 

“I’ll go. I’ll come with you.” 

I’ve lost my mind but if I can’t kill them then I can’t remain. 

as their servant as well. I have to get close to them. 

“I’m not needed here so I’ll come with you to see this Rufus 

guy.” 

This is the only way. 

That’s what I tell myself as I grip the edge of Dom’s shirt pulling it away from my body and standing there naked. 

Skinny Man only takes two seconds to look at me and the next second, his neck is slashed by Riot’s claws and I watch with hidden horror as he falls to the ground and takes in his last dose of breath. 

I’m sorry. I’m so sorry but I’m doing my best to survive with 

these monsters. 

“Everybody, out!” Vuk roars. 

Cassidy and everyone else filter out of the room. 

I’m left in the room with a dead man and four Alphas who want 

to rip my spine from my body. 

“What in the bloody hell do you think-.” 

“I’m a servant now, not your Luna, not your woman, I can go 

work for someone else if I want“. 

“Is that right?” Echo puffs next to Riot. 

“Y–Yes.” 

“Fine. Then ready yourself for war, servant you just started one. With shapeshifters nonetheless.” 

Shapeshifters? The man on the floor is…I didn’t know they 

existed. I didn’t-. 

I kneel to take my shirt off the floor but I stop when Nikolai 

orders, “Who said you could put your shirt on, kroshka? You 

want to play games like a dirty brat? Who are we not to join in? Leave the shirt on the ground.” 

Damn him. 

I leave the shirt on the floor. 

If he thinks I won’t walk out of here naked then he’s dead 

wrong. 

“You think you are leaving with the scent of your cunt damp in the air?” 

“Screw you!” 

I scream, making brisk steps to the door. 

“You walk out of that door, Lake and one dead man will be the least of your worries. Anyone else sees you naked and they’ll share the same fate as the dead man on the floor, don’t test us.” 

Leave. Walk away. 

I stay. 

I don’t want anyone else dead. 

“Good girl“, Riot’s voice hits from behind. “Turn around and walk to us.” 

I turn around. 

I walk to them. 

I avoid the body on the floor. 

Then I stand almost five feet from where they are all seated on their thrones. 

“You are angry at us, lotus?” 

Yes. 

“I want to go back to my quarters now.” 

Riot stares at me with mild amusement. 

“Turn around, touch your toes, ass up in the air for us.” 

Over my dead… 

“There’s a man…dead on the floor.” 

“You are scared of looking at him but you were ready to show him what’s ours?” 

I’m not yours. 

“Touch your damn toes, lastochka.”