"What?!"
"Get a breeder!" He repeated. He — the oldest amongst them.
"That's an outrageous request to make of me." I deadpan, clenching my fist. The tension is arising and only a matter of time before it escalates.
"There's nothing outrageous about it, Rowan. All you gotta do is get a girl pregnant, and after she has your child, you can send her away. Easy."
"Easy, my ass. If it was that easy, then why don't you have a bunch of breeders?" I spat furiously.
"Don't you dare ridicule me, Rowan. All we're trying to do is find a solution to your pathetic predicament. You should be grateful to us."
"Grateful?" I chuckle. "You just asked me to get some random girl pregnant and I'm supposed to be grateful?"
"It doesn't have to be a random girl. You can make a pick from all the girls you've
