The Alpha Beast Virgin Baby

"I have remained clean and chaste my entire life, never having been touched by a man" - Ava Goodchild

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Prologue

Little Ava, spread your legs, open it, and let me eat you.

When he spoke, I shook and clamped my hands tightly around my clothing.

His eyes had a lusty glare that was darkened with longing, and his voice sounded like sin itself.

I pleaded, "P-please, we don't have to use this way."

An insemination would be a good option.

The entire space was characterized by an irate growl. He cleared everything in his path as he leaped in my direction.

My gaze strayed to the fur that was bursting from his shoulders. I gasped and swallowed quickly out of fear.

You do not want to test a beast!! Do it or my guards will do it for you.

He let out a loud snarl. Holding a frightening presence with his aura.

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When I woke up, an ancient chest was the first thing I saw. Brown in color with rusty gold engravings all over its body.

The space resembled a tiny cubicle. has several wall paintings and carvings. It gave off an enigmatic, antiquated vibe.

I raised myself and gently rubbed the back of my forehead.

I ask myself, "Where am I?"

That phrase, I thought to myself. I had a hard time seeing in the dimly lighted room.

A door squeaked open abruptly.

A sizable shadow was present right at the door's threshold.

I was having an extremely difficult time seeing who it was because it was so dark.

"Little Ava, I see you're awake."

Heavy footsteps started to approach me.

It appeared as though I was the prey being hunted.

"Who are you, and where am I, exactly?"

With each line, my voice broke as I stumbled.

Unexpectedly, hands encircled my waist and drew me in.

I felt a little damp just in between my legs, and my thighs pinched. I had a very strange impression that something hard was connected to me, which baffled me.

His tone was gruff and hoarse, "You seem not to remember anything."

"Not in detail. A little reassurance would be appreciated,"

I was still in his arms, but I had a timorous sense.

We'll be christening every aspect of my castle, little one, as your breeder."

My shocked eyes expanded.

"W-what??"

Several scenes popped into my imagination right away. The memory of the previous day has started to mock. ..*Flashback*

"Ladies and gentlemen, as you all know, a virgin outcast is sacrificed to the beast once every 200 years."

The speaker's voice reverberated across our neighborhood.

He had a manly face and looked like a clown. magnificently attired in one of the most luxurious robes our village had to offer.

I scanned the crowd in an attempt to find Moses. He didn't treat me like a freak like most of the locals did, so I looked up to him.

I questioned what was going through his head.

We planned to leave today to avoid the selection. In other words, it had been declared to be the following day.

However, it appeared like they were preying on our naiveté. Today is the day.

In a sense, we were also condemned.

The names of other girls who had been identified as odd were listed out, including "Lily, Tabitha, Rose...Enchantress."

I was aware that this has many effects.

Girls with odd opinions were labeled as witches in our area.

Anomaly.

Like a plague, they were. One must prevent being an outcast.

I was one of them as well.

In "Ava Goodchild,"

Finally, the announcer said. I felt like I was at the bottom of the list. Not that it indicated I was any different from the rest of them.

I moved in the direction of the area where the females were instructed to stay while holding onto the hems of my gown.

"Ava, dear, not at all!"

A voice in the throng pleaded. I desperately turned around, only to see my mother running in my direction.

Ava, get out of here, this is not for you.

She battled vehemently despite being immediately restrained by the guards.

I approached her and put both palms on either side of her face.

"I'll be fine, mom," she said.

I informed her.

She gulped out an angry, "OH SWEETIE. This is all my fault. I should have raised you better,"

She sobbed like someone she recently lost on a battlefield, her face was red all over.

Moses had managed to calm her down, so I told him to promise to take care of mum.

"Promise to always be with her if things go wrong,"

He offered me a comforting gaze, and I gradually freed my hands from my mother's face. Her foggy, lost-looking eyes. She was gently brought back.

I hurried to the stage stairs and ascended to where the other girls were standing.

"Well, that was quite some unsettling drama," the announcer said.

He made a finger snap.

"Bring the box of good luck forward,"

We each chose a letter, each of us knowing exactly what to do.

And when they did so, one by one, they moved forward and handed it to the designated speaker to read it.

I'll say, "You're safe,"

He only had to read each girl's letter for it to be all he said to them.

There were several jeers from the audience as it was done turn by turn.

"Safe...Safe....You're safe,"

He told the females about it one by one.

You needed to have an even number in order to avoid getting chosen. When you received an unusual, you were carried around as the beast's breeder.

"Taken,"

One of the girls cried out, her body trembling with panic. The girl attempted to run away from being chosen, drawing a gasp from the audience.

She was a familiar face from the library.

"Go get her!"

A shot was fired. I gasped when I saw the girl collapse after being hit.

Her lifeless corpse erupted in crimson. She immediately passed away in front of us.

"Let this serve as a lesson to anyone who attempts to elude her fate!"

The speaker admonished vehemently.

He gave the vicious guards the command to "clear her remains."

After they complied, he started.

"Taken," "safe, safe, safe,"

Several rounds remain. As I handed my letter, I yawed in exhaustion. I hadn't peered in because it was banned to do so unless the speaker was present.

"Taken,"

One word that I found unbelievable to hear.

She's only a young child, not my Ava! "NOOOOO! Not my Ava? Not my pretty little Ava!"

Through the din, Mum cried.

Moses carried her to safety because he was aware that she might be shot at any moment.

"Be safe, dear. Follow his instructions so you can be released,"

Everyone watched in despair as we were taken.

The beast had never managed to save a girl.

Some girls attempted to flee while we were traveling, but it only resulted in the loss of their lives.

We eventually were down to only two.

We were strangely chained to a tree in the middle of a forest full of big, towering trees. left open to potential threats from any direction.

And primarily for the beast to eat.....

"I have never felt a man's touch in my entire life. I've stayed pure and virginal. " - Ava Goodchild

[Return to reality]

When I realized why I was exactly here, my eyes widened. None of this made sense to me. But the identity of this individual did make a tiny bit of sense.

The beast, to which I was chosen.

Where is Tabitha, I ask?I stumbled and questioned.

He made no comment at all.

The girl tied to the tree with me was Tabitha. Her dejected and despairing face, which was covered in various stains and was staring back at me, was the last thing I saw.

Where were you housing Tabitha?"

Please don't yell at me, tiny one!His resonant voice boomed.

It came from his chest and rumbled loudly, I observed. The voice was followed by another, more ethereal sound that was more wind-swept.

It appeared as though he was home to another creature.

I panicked and took a step away from him while looking down at my trembling hands.

My heart raced as I took another step back in terror.

He scowled and moved closer to me, saying, "You know... you don't have to be afraid of me, little one."

"There are rules here," he continued. "Rules to be followed, and when broken, you get punished, really, really bad."

To me, he took his last step.

I was beginning to tremble at this point and was wondering what punishment he had in mind for me.

He lifted his powerful hands to my jaw in the dimly lighted space.

I waited for it with my eyes closed.

The door slammed open without delay.

"Captain!"

Captain?

Helen, what is it?He growled at the woman who had just walked in, "

His gaze shifted from mine to hers, but his hands were still firmly holding my jaw.

There has been a code violation! The other girl fled after stealing one of the boats!"

"WHATTT??!!!This time, he snarled more loudly.

He let go of his hold on me, treating me like I was garbage.

You remain here!", he expelled. "Try anything funny, and you're dead,"

I observed the girl following him outside in his hefty footsteps.

If the girl hadn't barged in, my hands trembled as I groped for my breasts and wondered what may have happened.

Would he have bred on me to see if I was pregnant?

On my feet, I drew in, tucking my chin between my legs.

Tabitha.

I was hoping she was ok!

As well, I hoped mom was.

And Moses, for the love of God...

...

It took the break of day for me to understand I was aboard a ship.

I initially assumed it was an area near choppy surf based on the sounds I heard. Due to the unstable nature of the ground, it was also believed that earthquakes occurred frequently.

It was a ship, though.

There wasn't a single window that led outside to be seen. I was unable to determine my location because of this.

However, the "sail ho!"I realized I had been boarded on a ship when I heard the female who addressed the beast as Captain.

A little while later, the door squeaked open.

"Remain here! If you ever pull that off again, you're dead!"

Helen's voice was heard.

Someone in a sack had been thrown into the dimly illuminated space by the woman. I got up from my seat as soon as she closed the door behind her.

I walked to the sack with gentle, sluggish steps.

I had a bewildered look on my face and was a little curious as to who it was.

"H-hello?"I cried out in a husky, trembling voice.

I untied the sack by climbing to the top. The following is

Screams and the faint yelping of a small voice were what I heard.

Don't harm me, D! Don't injure me, please! It wasn't my intent, I'm sorry. I vouch that it wasn't!"

I opened my eyes in shock at who it was as I was helping the individual out of the sack.

A young girl emerged out the bag looking to be around 12 years old.

She had lovely blue eyes and blonde hair. wearing a dress with a collar and a peach color.

Hey, hey, it's all right now. I swear not to harm you, so you're safe.

I spoke up and reached out to her.

"Pinky swear?She extended her tiny finger and uttered, " "

I could tell she had a difficult time on this cruise from the expression on her face. And that she was treated terribly by the populace.

I questioned her identity.

Why was a person so young present?

"Yes, you can believe me,"

I gave her a hug by putting my hand on her shoulders. I then led her to my former seat and sleeping area.

Who are you called?"I enquired.

"P-piper," she answered.

Well, Piper is a really lovely name.

Saying "T-Thank you,"

"I'm one of the chosen virgins, Ava Goodchild. Are you there for that in any way?"

"No, I'm still a minor. I'm not supposed to be here, she said.

"A misstep? What went wrong, dear?"

The female who was in my place left and made arrangements to have me placed in a box.

She mumbled those words, and a trace of sympathy fell from my face.

I was taken, chained up, and placed in the box with the chosen virgins. Even screaming for help was impossible. It was already too late when Captain Caspian and his crew discovered me.

They couldn't bring me back since they had already boarded the ship, she added.

"Dear, I'm so sorry,"

She responded, stumbling over her words, "Y-Yeah."

"You're one of the selected, aren't you?"

I was somewhat chosen because of my unique abilities, like reading books.

I added, "To my people, any female like her is a witch and the devil's creation.

"In my village, bad things happen to people who try to escape their fate," I said.

Then I have to tell you about Lydia," she said.

"Lydia?? She is who?I questioned with a carved-up, rigid brow.

They claim she is the female group's leader. She prepares them for the beast by grooming them. According to rumors, she is roguish and mischievous.

"Err... Were you not locked like me? How did you learn all of this?I questioned her.

Yes, I was as well. She said, "I picked the old lock.

"The cause of ma'am Helen's rage. She discovered that I had been listening in on these conversations.

I laughed at what she said.

I'm sorry; it wasn't my intention.

I chuckled again.

"No problem,"

I was referred to as Piper the thief in my village even when I was a young child.

We talked for a bit and learned more about one another throughout that time. Her parents had passed away when she was a baby, leaving her a homeless youngster.

She was forced to labor for several community members as a result. She had to resort to pickpocketing because she hardly ever received a meal.

Piper was too intelligent for a 12-year-old, I noticed. She had practical knowledge, which helped me learn more. We enjoyed our brief time together by laughing.

...

The female who was fast asleep and I were both still confined in the room. I made sure she slept on my legs so she could feel secure.

The door's lock declicked as I gave her a body massage and sang her a song.

A snide voice dragged out, "Here you go," and handed over some dishes.

I handled it lightly since I knew it was dinner. I roused Piper as soon as she left.

"There is food here!" I delightedly replied.

I divided the loaf of bread into two pieces and gave her one as I continued to stare at the two pieces of fish and the bread.

Thank you, Ava.

She remarked before enthusiastically devouring it with her fish.

This was encouraging. We were given a supper, so we won't be executed anytime soon.

or so I believed.

When night fell, a really severe downpour started. Because of the erratic waves and shouts, I could tell the folks on board were unstable.

Piper was frightened to the point of tears by the frequent thunderbolts.

I ended up reading her a lot of stories that I had read in the library in our community. They were actual pieces for which I can remember receiving a beating.

When women were at the library, no one liked it.

She asked with an innocent tone and a beseeching look, "Please sing me a song."

"Sure, yeah,"

I stumbled over my sentences while ignoring a local folk song.

She must have been a quick sleeper since she was out cold in a matter of minutes.

Before putting her on the little bed, which could only fit one person, I carried her gently. I was confident that I would locate a location on the floor.

I said "Goodnight," kissing her forehead.

She was shivering in the cold and clenching her teeth, which caused noises to be emitted that made me sigh.

She somehow reminded me a lot of Jasmine, my younger sister.

At age 9, she passed away.

And the majority of the locals didn't anticipate she would live that long.

She was known to be crazily frail from birth and fought many ailments. The last one, which appeared to be hopeless, claimed her life.

I recalled sobbing at her grave as I brought her fresh flowers every day.

Also, mom? She went completely crazy.

I awoke to reality after a soft knock. I noticed some blankets being tucked beneath by an unidentified hand as I turned to face the door.

Saying "thank you,"

I said, but all I got in return was a foot thudding back.

I quickly wrapped a sheet around Piper's trembling body before grabbing more from the end of the room and spreading them out on the floor. It was directly next to the chest. Despite my curiosity, I had no plans to open it.

I curled up with a blanket and went to sleep.

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The following morning, a creaking noise woke me up. It was more obvious that it came from up front. Additionally, it was accompanied by various noises.

"You little witch, enough of you!"

The voice struck me as strangely familiar.

I wiped my eyes when I opened them so I could see well.

That evening, I saw Piper standing on the bed she used to sleep on. She was eluding capture as her clothes were soiled with something orange.

I realized it was Helen, the person who had brought her in yesterday, who was carrying her in a sack.

She growled, "Come down from there bunk or I vow you won't see the light of day.

"Then, try catching me."

Piper retorted in a playful manner.

I furrowed my brows in confusion as I watched the entire incident, wondering why she would even consider defying her.

P-piper, pay attention to her.

I screamed.

But it seems that it did nothing but divert her focus. She looked at me with interest. I observed that she appeared to be trustworthy.

We had only been acquainted for a day, but it was clear that she trusted me already.

Helen exclaimed, "Got you!"

I worriedly groaned while placing my palm on my forehead.

I glared at her as I observed Piper writhe in her hands. She appeared to be simply too little and the other woman's strength was more than hers.

I'll promise you'll spend the night in the dungeons for this.

She grinned, "Get your filthy hands off me, scum bag!"

Helen, who was already raging in rage, gave her a shocking slap for that.

You're a terrible little kid, I tell you.

I could see her blonde hair falling all over her face from where I was standing because of the impact. She also had a terrible expression on her face and regret in her eyes.

It needed a person close to Piper to comprehend her.

She deserved better than this injustice because she was only a small child.

"A-Ava?"

She was calling to me, and the sound of her voice woke up a tender region in my chest. I remained still in place, unsure of what to do.

Helen dragged her through the door as I watched.

P-Piper said, "I'm so sorry."

Despite my cries, the door slammed in my face. It immediately fled from the outside.

I had no idea for what I was making the apology!

However, I was aware of my mistakes; perhaps it was my incapacity to assist her.

Because, if I wanted to survive, I was too much of a coward to stand up to anyone on this ship.

...

I read the old books that were next to the chest for the remainder of the day. I've always had this strange urge to combine romance and science. I was also astonished when I discovered more about the world and the origins of certain elements.

In a way, I found it hard to understand that some obedient females from my hamlet had never heard of these gems.

At times, I yearned to impart it to others so they, too, would gain knowledge.

I always knew I had to take the chance of being labelled a witch since I wanted to read. Of course, the other villagers shunned him and labeled him as odd.

I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I was unable to hear the door open. with a visitor entering from outside.

"You seem quite expensive and lovely,"

My eyes sprang wide, and I immediately got to my feet. It was a man with brown hair who stood about normal height. Having shivers, I wondered how he managed to open the locked door.

He most certainly had the keys!

Did someone direct him to me here?

He gave off the impression of being one of those drunkards.

What do you want from me, and who are you?

I stumbled because I felt so helpless.

You're such a little slut, aren't you? Oh, stop the charade.

He spoke while stroking his beard and smiling slyly. From the outside, some insects followed them. This only upset me more.

I observed as he quickly loosened his slacks to show off his length. My eyes froze in fear as he held them in his palms.

I had never before seen a grown man's privates before!

Not ashamed at all?

I guarantee it won't bite, so let's get this done quickly.

He said as he moved in my direction. I hurried by him and slightly opened the door as I made my way to it. But he dragged me right back by the hand.

He tugged at my hair and dragged me back to the area I had just fled.

I need help, please! "No, no, help me!"

Don't act like a spoilt girl too much or you'll rile me up, he warned. Stay still; it will soon be over.

I said, kneeing his length, "Get off me!" He continued to hold me down while groaning in pain.

He struck me as being fairly strong and quick. A terrifying slap was delivered to me as soon as he stood up.

He sputtered violently, "You'll pay for this dear, I promise," boiling.

Above my head, he clasped my two hands together. I fought with everything I had, but it was in vain.

I started crying because I felt completely powerless.

The skirt he tore. I rolled my eyes closed out of fear.

He ripped off of me just as I thought he was going to reach my underwear.

Suddenly, a loud growl changed the atmosphere in the room. I looked up, but all I saw was Captain Caspian. I noticed some dark furs on him and that he had an extremely angry expression.

I questioned if this was the reason they referred to him as a beast.

He begged, "C-Captain C-Caspian, I-I didn't know she was yours...Please have m-mercy!"

"Mercy? I know no mercy," he raged.

Guards, he cried out.

Three or four men rushed in all at once.

"Throw him into the water,"

They hauled him away right away, leaving Captain Caspian and I alone.

Still lying on the ground, I sniffled. I slowly got to my feet while my garment was in shards.

Thank you for saving me, T.

I murmured, speculating on what would have transpired if he hadn't stepped in to save me.

I might've been sexually assaulted!

Are you alright?" he inquired.

I looked at the injuries I had sustained from that man and nodded.

I felt that being thrown to the whales was a bit of an excessive punishment.

But maybe in his next existence he wouldn't do something crazy!

He blurted out, "Strip," all of a sudden.

I made a rough swallow.

"W-What?"

I suddenly gasped, wondering why he would say it now.

After this, why would he want me to?

"As my chosen, I intend to examine your purity,"

I retreated in stages while grabbing my clothing in a defensive manner.

My previously dried tears were resuming to form.

He continued, "You heard me properly, Ava. I won't repeat myself.

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