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2026-05-28 01:24:17
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Surrogate to the Alpha 19
I woke up far earlier than any sane person should, blinking up at the unfamiliar ceiling and needing a full ten seconds to remember where I was, why I was here, and how on earth my life had spiralled into a situation where I was sleeping in a billionaire’s mansion with a bell cord by the door like I’d accidentally wandered into a period drama. The room was quiet—too quiet—the kind of silence that made you aware of your own heartbeat, and for a moment I lay there wondering if I should get up, stay put, or simply pretend I was invisible until someone told me what the morning protocol was supposed to be.Before I could decide, a knock sounded on the door—firm, controlled, unmistakably Derek. I just knew it was him.I opened it to find the man standing there, looking like he’d been carved from stone and polished by insomnia. His shirt was crisp, his hair slightly mussed in a way that suggested he’d run his hands through it too many times, and his expression was the kind that made you inst
Surrogate to the Alpha 18
DerekHe couldn’t sleep.He hadn’t expected to, not with Josephine under his roof for the first time and his wolf pacing like a caged animal beneath his skin. The creature was restless, prowling, pushing, snarling at shadows that weren’t there. Derek suspected the beast inside him was upset simply because he’d brought another woman here.He stood in his office, staring out at the dark stretch of forest behind the manor. The moonlight cut through the trees in silver shards, but even the night couldn’t calm him.His wolf was too loud.Too alert.Too focused.On her.He hated it almost as much as his wolf hated Josephine.He didn’t understand it, and he sure as hell didn’t trust his wolf not to do anything stupid. The beast inside him refused to comprehend human subtleties like contracts or surrogacy arrangements. Wolves didn’t do nuance. Wolves did instinct — and right now that instinct screamed that Derek was replacing his fated mate.Maybe once the insemination took place, his wolf wo
Surrogate to the Alpha 17
The moment Derek disappeared down the hallway, the silence of the mansion settled around me like a heavy velvet curtain. Not oppressive — just… big. Too big. The kind of silence that made you hyper‑aware of your own breathing. And mine was laboured. But since all the medical tests I’d done for this surrogacy gig came back declaring me in excellent condition, I wasn’t worried about my momentary inability to breathe normally.Instead, I stood in the doorway of my new room, staring at the bed like it might swallow me whole.This was my life now. Temporarily. Allegedly.But I had the strange, creeping feeling I’d be here for at least nine months more.I dropped my shoulder bag on the floor and sat on the edge of the mattress. It dipped under my weight like a cloud giving way. I bounced once. Then again. Then a third time because I was an adult and absolutely allowed to test the bounce‑factor of a billionaire’s bed. Needless to say, I have never experienced opulence like this.I laughed at
Surrogate to the Alpha 16
The drive out of the city felt like slipping into another world — one with cleaner air, wider skies, and roads that didn’t feel like they were actively plotting my demise. The further we went, the more the landscape shifted from concrete and noise to rolling fields and clusters of trees that looked like they belonged in a postcard. It truly was magical and it will absolutely make my commute into the city suck less.Then we passed through a village and I’m sure my eyes doubled in size.This was not just any village, but a quaint little country village with a surprisingly posh feel — the kind of place where the bakery sold croissants that cost more than my electricity bill, and the flower shop had bouquets arranged like they were auditioning for Vogue. Even the dogs being walked looked expensive.“Where… are we?” I asked, pressing my forehead lightly to the window.“Blackwood Hollow,” Declan said. “Derek’s territory.”“Territory,” I repeated, because that word carried weight. “Like… may
Surrogate to the Alpha 15
DerekDerek Blackwell didn’t like hospitals.He never had.Knowing his surrogate had a mother so ill she practically lived in one did something unpleasant to his insides — a twisting, tightening sensation he refused to name. And though he would never admit it aloud, it chipped away at the anger he’d been holding onto since the accident.Flashbacks of Freya — his mate, his Luna — living her short life either in a hospital bed or in the bedroom at home that resembled one, clawed at the back of his mind. Machines. Monitors. The quiet beeping that still haunted his sleep. The way she’d smiled through pain she never deserved.Not many knew the whole story.Most of the pack certainly didn’t.Freya had been ill all her life. When they discovered they were mates, she had offered Derek an easy out — a chance to reject the bond and live a long, uncomplicated life. But he had refused. He could never reject the gift of a mate, even if fate had been cruel in the giving.The witch — Freya’s grandaunt
Surrogate to the Alpha 14
The flat looked even smaller than usual when I walked in, as if the walls themselves were shrinking in anticipation of my departure or trying to offer some last‑minute comfort for my ordeal. It felt like the place already knew I was abandoning it for some fancy house hidden away in the woods, somewhere far quieter and far stranger than anything I’d ever known. The familiar clutter, the soft hum of the fridge, the faint scent of my lavender candle — all of it suddenly felt like a life I was stepping out of rather than living in.The air felt heavier too, thick with the weight of everything I hadn’t processed yet, and my nerves were still buzzing from the attack earlier. My hands shook when I tried to lock the door behind me, and for a moment I just stood there, forehead pressed to the wood, wondering if I should have gone to the Police like a sensible adult. The thought alone made my stomach twist. Sensible adults didn’t freeze, didn’t panic, didn’t run. Sensible adults didn’t feel l
Surrogate to the Alpha 8
JosephineBy the time my shift ended, my feet were killing me, my back ached, and I smelled like grease and desperation. The kind of smell that clung to your soul, not just your clothes. The kind of smell that made people on the bus subtly lean away from you and pretend it was because they needed m
Surrogate to the Alpha 7
DerekDerek hated being back in the city.Every night he went back home and things felt right, so by the time morning came he’d forgotten how suffocating it felt — the noise, the fumes, the endless stream of people who walked like they owned the pavement and drove like they’d never passed a test in
Surrogate to the Alpha 6
Josephine I didn’t expect the results of the millions of tests they ran on me to come back so quickly. They poked, prodded, scanned, questioned, and siphoned off what felt like half the blood in my body — and I barely flinched. I’d been terrified of the psychological evaluation, convinced they’d d
Surrogate to the Alpha 5
Derek Derek Blackwell already regretted leaving pack land. The city pressed in on him the moment he crossed the boundary — noise, fumes, too many humans packed into too little space. Cars crawled along the road like wounded animals, horns blaring, engines whining. Morning rush hour. His persona
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