The NewBreeder

Rejected Heiress: My Heartless Family's Regret

Cassandra

For seventeen years, I was the pride of the Carlisle family, the perfect daughter destined to inherit an empire. But that life ended the moment a DNA report slid across my father’s mahogany desk. The paper proved I was a stranger. Vanessa, the girl sobbing in the corner, was the real biological daughter they had been searching for. "You need to leave. Tonight. Before the press gets wind of this. Before the stock prices dip." My father’s voice was as cold as flint. My mother wouldn't even look at me, staring out the window at the gardens as if I were already a ghost. Just like that, I was erased. I left behind the Birkin bags and the diamonds, throwing my Centurion Card into a crystal bowl with a clatter that echoed like a gunshot. I walked out into the cold night and climbed into a rusted Ford Taurus driven by a man I had never met—my biological father. I went from a mansion to a fourth-floor walk-up in Queens that smelled of laundry detergent and struggle. My new siblings looked at me with a mix of fear and disgust, waiting for the "fallen princess" to break. They expected me to beg for my old life back, to crumble without the luxury I’d known since birth. But they didn't know the truth. I had spent years training in a shark tank, honing survival skills they couldn't imagine. While Richard Carlisle froze my trust funds to starve me out, my net worth was climbing by millions on an encrypted trading app. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves. They didn't realize they were just letting me off my leash. As the Carlisles prepared to debut Vanessa at the Manhattan Arts Gala, I was already making my move. "Get dressed. We're going to a party."

Modern Modern Revenge Drama Revenge Female-centered

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As I sit here in the back of the carriage, my heart racing with fear and uncertainty, I can't help but wonder what my future holds. My step-father, Mr. Anderson, had sold me off to the Alpha King like a piece of meat to be used for his own pleasure.

My parents had died in an accident when I was only 6 and I was adopted by this despicable guy.

"You could at least act happy," Mr. Anderson sneers at me.

"Happy to be sold off like a piece of property?" I can't help but roll my eyes at his words. After all, I was just a commodity to be bought and sold to the highest bidder.

Mr. Anderson shrugged. "Look at the bright side. Once you give the Alpha King a son, he'll release you from your duties. You are no longer a child, you are a woman, you are 22 years old."

"Duties?" I scoffed. "You mean I'm nothing more than a glorified breeder for him? How could you do this to me?"

"That's life, dear," Mr. Anderson said casually. "You should be grateful that I found a good deal for you. Not many people get the chance to live in luxury."

"Living in luxury won't be worth it if I'm trapped here for the rest of my life," i muttered under my breath.

The carriage came to a halt, and the door opened to reveal a grim-looking man with piercing blue eyes. It was clear from the moment we crossed the threshold that this was not a place where kindness or compassion were valued.

His eyes scanned me up and down as my step-father greedily counted the stack of coins he had been paid in exchange for me.

When my stepfather has opened the purse and his eyes opened wide . He made me want to vomit.

"Is this the breeder?" Maximus asked, his voice dripping with disdain.

"Yes, Your Highness," my step-father replied, bowing low. "A pure-blooded omega, just as you requested." "She's a fine specimen. Her name is Felicity"he added.

Maximus nodded, his attention focused solely on me. I felt a shiver run down my spine at the intensity of his gaze, and I took a step back, trying to create some distance between us.

The man--the Alpha King, studied me again for a moment before nodding curtly. "Bring her inside."

"Remember, you are representing our family." He whispered to me . I nodded hard, knowing he was all for the money.

He looked at me. "Make me proud, my girl," he said before turning and walking away.

"As we enter the pack, try to act calm,"Marcus the older man with salt and pepper hair who accompanied us, whispers to me. "The Alpha King is known for his unpredictability."

I was led into a grand hall, filled with people bowing low to the ground. As we passed by, the whispers began.

"She's so young, poor thing."

"She seems weak!"

"Can she satisfy the king?"

"Poor girl, she will bear the child of the king and the child will be so powerless like her!"

I felt my cheeks redden in embarrassment, but I held my head high. I refused to let them get the best of me.

Maximus Blackwood took my hand and led me up to a raised dais. "Welcome to my pack, Felicity."

I had never seen anyone quite like Maximus before--he was tall, with broad shoulders and an imposing presence that made it difficult to look him in the eye.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, your Highness," I said, doing her best to sound polite.

Maximus gave me a tight-lipped smile that made me doubt his sincerity. "You'll be staying here as my wife. Once you give me the son I require, you'll be free to go."

I winced at his wording but said nothing. I had heard this speech before from her step-father.

"In the meantime, you'll be expected to fulfill your role as a breeder," Maximus continued. "You'll be living in the wing designated for our future children. Marcus will show you to your quarters."

The older man with salt and pepper hair stepped forward. "Right this way, madam," he said, gesturing her to follow him.

My mind was racing as I tried to take it all in. I was trapped here, with the Alpha King, no less. What had i gotten myself into?

As we walked, Marcus explained the basics of life within the pack. Felicity tried to listen, but my mind kept wandering.

"Does the Alpha King have any other wives?" I blurted out.

"Just you, my dear," Marcus said, an amused glint in his eye.

As we reached her quarters, i took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come.

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