Surrogate for the Alpha, Bound by Desire
He touched me like he was fighting a war he knew he’d lose — every brush of his skin screaming hunger he refused to name. Every touch contradicted every rule he laid down.
“Keep your heart out of this, Laura,” Zed murmured darkly, thick with need and warning, closing the space between us.
I knew what he meant — or what he wanted me to believe. He only wanted my body, and the heir it could give him. Nothing more. Publicly bound to arrange Lady Amber Calloway — a woman who could never meet the pack’s core requirement, her infertility hidden to seize power — Zed couldn’t expose the lie without unraveling everything. So he chose me: an outsider, desperate to save my sister Chloe, whose life depended on the care only he could provide. I was meant to be nothing more than a means to an heir — used, then discarded when the deal was done. This was never supposed to be about love.
But every caress made us forget the contract existed. Every stolen moment blurred every line he’d drawn. He set hard rules… then broke them one by one — shielding me from judgment, guarding my secret as his own, seeing parts of me no one ever had. I only agreed to carry his child. Yet the closer I got to keeping my end, the clearer it became: the real risk wasn’t pregnancy. It was that when this temporary deal ended, I’d have nothing left of my heart to walk away with.
Rules were made to be broken. And this forbidden, burning desire? It wouldn’t let us go — not until we turned a one-year agreement into a lifetime of belonging.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: Don’t Forget Who Owns Every D*mn Inch Of You Now Zed Travis Thorn’s POV I saw her the second she walked in. Same damn aura. Same pull that dug right under my skin and rooted there, exactly like that night. She swallowed hard, throat bobbing slow, darted her eyes away fast, then pressed her lips tight like she was bracing for whatever I’d throw at her. “You ready?” She lifted her chin, tried to look steady. “I am.” I bit back a bitter smirk. F*cking cute. I spotted it anyway, her hand, hanging loose at her side, shaking so slightly anyone else would’ve missed it. Not me. I see every damn thing about her. That night she bailed hasn’t left my head for one second. Not one hour, not one damn minute. I still feel her curve pressed to mine, still taste her skin, still hear that shaky breath right before she put a stop to it all. Every detail burned into my brain like a brand: the way her pulse jumps fast under her jaw, the exact soft sound she makes when she’s close, the scent that sticks to my clothes and haunts my empty bed
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Chapter: Chapter 4: It Was Alpha Zed Alone Laura Sam Halewood’s POV The car rolled through the gates of Thornhold Domain before dawn, the sky still streaked deep indigo and faint silver. Beta Asher drove steady, quiet, the same way he did everything, like he’d mapped every turn, every risk, every detail long before we left the hospital. We didn’t talk much on the way. I’d said goodbye to Chloe hours before, sat holding her hand while she slept, memorized the way her chest rose and fell slowly, the faint sketch of a cat she’d drawn on her wrist. That was the only reason I was here. The only thing that mattered. Everything else, the rules, the walls, the man waiting at the center of it all, was just the deal. Just the price I’d agreed to pay. When we pulled up to the main house, it was larger than I’d pictured, solid stone and dark glass. No fancy frills, no unnecessary shine. Exactly like the man who owned it. “This is the private west wing,” Beta Asher said as we walked inside, leading the way down a wide, quiet hall
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3: No Compromise Laura Sam Halewood’s POV “Tell him I’m in. This time for real.” The words were barely out of my mouth before Beta Asher gave the address — sharp, clear, no extra questions. I didn’t stop to overthink. I didn’t let myself second-guess. I went straight with him, and as we made our way to meet Alpha Zed, he spoke steady and flat, like he’d said it a hundred times before: “Alpha Zed doesn’t do attachments. He doesn’t do softness. He needs an heir, and you’re here to give it to him. That’s the whole arrangement. Nothing more.” I didn’t reply. Just held it tight in my head — a reminder, a rule, a line I’d make sure neither of us forgot. I went straight there, and minutes later, I was walking into the room, and there he was. The second my eyes landed on Alpha Zed, it all came rushing back — the heat of him, the weight of his arm around me, the way his voice had rumbled against my skin when he said he wasn’t going anywhere. That sharp, terrifying pull that went way beyond any deal
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Chapter: Chapter 2: THE CHOICE Laura Sam Halewood’s POV I stood frozen in the hospital hallway, the echo of the nurse’s words still ringing sharp in my head. Everything that had just happened with Alpha Zed— the heat, the warning, the way it felt like the whole world narrowed down to just him and me. It all blurred into nothing next to the ICU and right away. None of that mattered anymore but her. I ran. My legs burned, my bag slapped hard against my side, but I didn’t slow down until I skidded to a halt outside the ICU doors. The doctor was already there, face drawn, waiting. “She’s stable for now,” he said before I could even catch my breath. “But Laura, it’s worse. Much worse. Her pulmonary hypertension is climbing faster than our worst projections. The scarring in her lungs is spreading. Every day it gets a little harder for her to breathe.” He paused, voice heavy and honest, no soft lies to make it easier. “Without that transplant and the lifelong specialized care only the best private centers can arran
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1: Dangerous Grounds Laura Sam Halewood’s POV “Keep your heart out of this, Laura.” The words were low, rough, carved into the quiet space between us before anything else had even happened. Alpha Zed stood closer than he needed to, one hand braced on the wall beside my head, the other resting light but heavy at my waist. His scent wrapped around me thick and warm: cedar, rain, something wild and unbroken that lived right beneath his skin. He looked down at me, eyes dark and burning, like he was already fighting something he knew he’d lose. “I mean it,” he murmured, his thumb sweeping slowly over my hipbone through the thin fabric of my dress. “This stays physical. This stays between us. You give me what I need, you get exactly what you came for. That is all.” I knew exactly what he wanted. My body. He only wanted my body, and the heir it could give him. Nothing more. I should’ve stepped back. I should’ve held my ground and kept the line sharp and clear. But his heat was seeping into me, steady and o
Last Updated: 2026-09-08
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