Carrying The Alpha's Child

Lucas Stone His fingers drummed absentmindedly on his desk, eyes glancing across the latest financial report. But he wasn’t reading. His mind, despite the constant hum of activity around him, wasn’t in the office today.Lucas Stone, CEO and founder of the top leading Tech and Construction company in the world.A multi-million dollar deal was on the table, one that could expand his empire into uncharted territory. Normally, this would have been enough to consume his attention. After all, the thrill of the chase, the high stakes—those were the things that had driven Lucas Stone to the top of the business world. But today, even the potential of adding another feather to his cap couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that grows at the back of his mind.Lucas has a problem, he wants children….His gaze shifted to the framed photo on the corner of his desk. The image was perfect…he and his wife Ava standing together, smiling for the cameras at a charity gala last year. They looked like the

Lucas sat in silence next to Ava, his gaze fixed out the window as they made their way toward the gala. Ava, on the other hand, was preoccupied with her phone, scrolling through social media, checking updates on the event they were about to attend.“Looks like everyone’s already arrived,” she murmured, showing him a photo of some A-list couple walking the red carpet. “We’ll make a grand entrance, as always.”Lucas forced a smile, but inside,he was just so fed up. He knew what tonight represented—another evening of playing pretend, of standing by Ava’s side as they smiled for the cameras, a united front masking the growing distance between them. They arrived at the venue, a grand hotel illuminated with dazzling lights, and the chauffeur opened the door for them. As soon as Ava stepped out, the flash of cameras erupted, a chorus of photographers calling their names. She flashed her most radiant smile, taking Lucas’s arm as they posed for the cameras.For a moment, Lucas played along,

The sun was already beginning to set by the time Bella stepped out of another office building with her CV pressed to her chest.The streets were busy with the after-work crowd, people hurrying past in suits and office attire, heading to trendy bars or straight home to their comfortable lives. Bella felt like an outsider, drifting through the sea of people, alone and lost.She pulled her coat tighter around her, shoving her hands into the pockets to keep warm. As much as she hated her job, it had been something. It had kept her afloat. Now, she wasn’t sure how long she could keep her head above water.“What was I thinking?” she whispered, her breath fogging in the cold air.The satisfaction she had felt that day—telling her boss off, walking out of that toxic place with her head held high—already faded.Quitting without a plan had been reckless. She could hear her mother’s voice in the back of her mind, chastising her for being too impulsive, too quick to burn bridges.Her pace slowe

Ava Stone ( Lucas's Wife)Ava paced back and forth in the living room, her heels clicking against the floor.She glanced at her phone for the tenth time in the past hour. Lucas hadn’t called, hadn’t messaged, and the silence was killing her. They barely talk these days. Ava knew why. They’d been dancing around the subject for months now, but she could see it in his eyes every time they were in the same room. His patience was wearing thin.He wanted a family. And she wasn’t ready. She wasn't sure she would ever be ready.She had tried to ignore the tension, pretending everything was fine, but she couldn’t avoid it any longer. Lucas had become increasingly frustrated, and the cracks in their marriage were growing wider. She felt him slipping away, and it terrified her. For the first time in a long time, Ava was scared she might lose him.“I need help,” she whispered to herself, finally pulling out her phone.She scrolled through her contacts until she found Chloe's name and quickly h

Bella ShawBella sat on the edge of her tattered couch, staring at the small business card in her hand. The edges were worn from where she’d been fidgeting with it for the past days. There's a name followed by a phone number for a surrogacy agency. The name of the clinic was printed below.It was supposed to be a lifeline, an opportunity. But every time Bella looked at that card, something twisted in her stomach. Her rent was due , and she barely had enough left to cover groceries.Her landlord had already been on her case, two weeks behind, and he wasn’t the kind to offer mercy. With a frustrated groan, she tossed the card onto the coffee table and buried her face in her hands. “What am I supposed to do?” she whispered to herself. She had always been independent, stubborn, even, refusing to rely on anyone for help. But right now, she was running out of options.She glanced at the card again, her mind wandering back to the stories she had heard from other omegas. Some of them had