The Pursued (The Breeding Prophecy) by Alexx Andria Read Free Book Online Page A

different times —   and now she was pregnant with not one super human but two. And God damn, she was hungry enough to eat a horse. Literally . Cassandra prowled her expansive bedroom as she waited. Tieran, the Alpha, and consequently, one of her baby daddys, insisted on feeding her himself. It was some weird custom that the clan adhered to and they were very attached to their customs and traditions. If Tieran and Cassandra actually liked each other, it wouldn’t be a big deal that Tieran felt obligated to feed her, but as it was, neither wanted the roles that had been handed to them and chose to take it out on each other.
    If it weren’t for the bone-melting sex between them, Cassandra might’ve tried to find a way to rip his throat out.
    Okay, maybe not exactly rip his throat out, that was a bit over the top, but lately, her hormones had been kicking into overdrive and sometimes she couldn’t quite help the thoughts in her head or the words that popped from her mouth. The fact was, Tieran was gorgeous —   the picture of male perfection —   and it was no small tragedy to be in his arms or beneath him, but when he looked at her, there was nothing but pure lust glazed over the veneer of anger and resentment and that just killed whatever might’ve been possible between them.
    And was she ten times the amount of stupid that it mattered to her? Yes.
    She’d passed out of the dangerous Phasing period of her Breeding Time and now that she was pregnant, she simply ate and grew rounder. She was always hungry and she always wanted sex. And considering that the one person who would oblige couldn’t actually stand to be around her unless he was forced, didn’t make for a happy Cassandra.
    If it weren’t for the biological blueprint etched on their DNA, Cassandra didn’t think Tieran would have sex with her ever again but as it was, he couldn’t help himself just as she couldn’t help herself when she’d been Phasing. Each time they had sex, an invisible thread wound itself tighter around them, drawing them ever closer to one another. Which was why Tieran tried to avoid her. Except, he was programmed to want her now that she’d conceived his child. Cristophe had told her that it was an evolutionary protection for the species. The Alpha would always protect his mate when they were bound.
    “So how is it you know so much about werewolves?” Cassandra had groused after Cristophe had educated her in the finer points of being a werewolf. She’d been shocked to learn Cristophe was with the werewolves when previously he’d disdained their presence like a man who disliked dogs and was suddenly asked to clean out the dog kennels at an animal shelter. Somehow they’d entered into an uneasy truce and were working together to prevent Ulster from kidnapping her again. She wished she could feel all warm and fuzzy about everyone pitching in to protect her but instead she felt intensely scrutinized for her every breath.
    Cristophe sighed. “It was my duty to manage the breeding female stock, remember?”
    She grimaced in distaste. “Oh yes. I remember now. So, speaking of…why were you affected by my Phase? Got some werewolf DNA somewhere in that cold body of yours?” she asked, half-joking, but mostly serious. She was still trying to forget how much of a slut she’d become while Phasing. Even dead guys weren’t off limits apparently. “I thought vampires were immune to werewolf mojo.”
    Cristophe shifted, his expression pensive. “I don’t know. But I think it has something to do with the prophecy. Everything that has happened to this point has been carefully orchestrated by the gods to fulfill the prophecy. Even now, I feel strangely protective toward you and I can’t seem to leave your side. I’ve never suffered from such an affliction before. ”
    “I wondered why you were hanging out with the werewolves when you’re not exactly BFFs.”
    “When Ulster took you…I can’t explain it.” He shook his head.