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Choosing Her Alpha: A 12 Sectors Novel 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️

Isoellen·4 hrs 24 min·Nov 10, 2026
For fans of Bride by Ali Hazelwood and Beyond Shame by Kit Rocha
OmegaverseAlphaAge Gap
Dominant & SubmissiveBreedingLactation

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👍100%would recommend

Her mother is dying, and her step-father Merrick is a jackal waiting to stake his claim the second she is legal. In her world, Sasha is promised a choice. But if Merrick gets his way she will be married before anyone can protest against it. Desperate to secure the futures of herself and her workers, Sasha makes a dangerous gamble... She seeks out Constantine Kane, the most feared and respected man in the 12 Sectors. Sasha has made her choice... Will it be one she lives to regret? Read Preview

Reader Reviews 5.0/5

Breeder & HER Alpha

When the book begins, Sasha is an abused breeder child who runs to Kane without knowing who he is. Heck, she doesn't even know who she is! I loved seeing their story develop, Kane being a strong, patient alpha as Sasha came into her own. Sasha learns things about her father she never knew and Kane nurtured her to make her the amazing, strong omega breeder she was always supposed to be. With some nice, graphic heat cycles thrown in 😉 I look forward to more in this series from Isoellen!

— TashaMae
Gah that was hot

“"Then take me, breeder. Open to me." His thickly muscled arms reached around her chest, crossing over to her shoulders so that he could pull her back onto him and push into her with more force.

"Open to me, Sasha," he commanded.

She did, suddenly and with a scream scraping out her throat and wounding her vocal cords. Her cervix bloomed under alpha sexual aggression and opened for him, letting Kane seat himself fully.

He roared in victory, a sound that shuddered through Sasha and made her inner muscles clench relentlessly in another pulsing climax. The sound bled though the

My heart hurts
Holding my breath

“Merrick snapped the whip. Sasha startled at the awful, familiar sound, her muscles bunching in nervous anticipation.

"Hold on to the sides of the table, Sasha," he told her.

She did, knuckles whitening under the pressure of her grip. Every impulse told her to fight or run. She had to force herself to remain still.

As her eyes scanned over the people who were watching, she knew she couldn't escape. These people would be the ones to pay if she did.

Again, he cracked the whip. Sasha felt the weight of it stripe her back, jolting her forward.

"One," she