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,"