The Lycan King’s Breeder

Talon’s POV

It had started earlier on when we started trying for a pup and failing. My mate had then suggested we tried a breeder to conceive a child. I had dismissed the idea as quickly as she had suggested it, hoping to the goddess that it wouldn’t come down to it.

I prayed that by some miracle Willow would be touched by the goddess with fertility. It was crazy how cruel life could be. How people who deserved children were denied the privilege while those who didn’t deserve it were given freely.

“Talon talk to me,” Willow mumbled, stepping forward to touch my face gently. “Please my love, say something.”

“What do you want me to say?” I sighed, suddenly tired of everything.

I was tired of being frustrated. I was tired of trying for something that should have naturally come to us. I was tired of putting up a brave face for my people when I was slowly losing my mind. I was tired of the possibility of having to defile my mating bond by bonding with another woman who wasn’t mine.

It was all too exhausting.

“I know it’s going to be hard but we have to do this,” She said comfortingly.

“There has to be another way,” I whispered weakly. “There has to be something else we could do, something we’re not thinking of. We can call the mage and have her cook up some potions for us.”

“Talon we’ve done that. You know we have.”

“There must be something she’s forgetting to do. A step she forgot to take. It can’t be down to this!” I tried again to reason but Willow wasn’t backing down.

“Talon-”

“It can’t be down to this Willow!” I yelled out in frustration, punching a hole through the wall, and tearing up my knuckles in the process.

I had to let all this anger bubbling inside of me out somehow, anyhow. I was frustrated, I shouldn’t have to make this decision, and I shouldn’t have to be in this situation.

“Nothing else can be done,” Willow replied calmly, completely unflinching at my outburst this time. I guess she’d had enough as well.

“How can you be okay with this? How can you be okay with me fu*c*king some other girl who isn’t you?” I said letting out a pained groan as I slumped on the well-made king-sized bed laying by the corner.

“It’s not fair to you.” I sighed, running my hands roughly through my unruly strands of hair.

“It’s not fair to either of us,” Willow said walking over to me. She knelt in the space between my legs and brought my face forward to plant a rough kiss on my lips.

“But it’s our duty. It’s our duty as a couple and yours as the King. It’s your duty to your pack… to your people. You have to show them all, that you have what it takes to be the leader of the kingdom Talon. And what better way to do that than to bring forth an heir.”

“This is all messed up,” I replied watching her intensely. She didn’t break eye contact as she dipped her hands into my pant.

“Willow.” I half warned, half moaned.

“You seem tense… I’m only helping you out, my love.” Her smooth sultry voice rang out seductively. “Let me make you feel better my King. Let me show you how much I care about you Talon.”

“We still… hmm… have to talk… about this Willow,” I groaned, bringing my already fully healed knuckles to graze softly against her lips.

“True.” She replied with a seductive smile, slowly jerking me off. “But that can always wait.”

And with that, I was a goner.