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The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate Chapter 115
Lisa’s POV(LAST NIGHT) Yeah the part I didn't tell heri earlier.“Alright dinner ready” calling Ronan's attention. “who's hungry?”.We had dinner. It's wasn't really much, but at least our stomach was filled and full.We cleaned up fast, the four of us moving like some weird domestic squad—Ronan washing, Damon drying, me “accidentally” breaking a plate (don’t ask), and Heri shuffling off toward the couch, blinking slow and heavy like a baby bird ready to keel over.By the time we all plopped down in the sitting room, she was already curling into a ball against the armrest, her little book sliding out of her hands.Her eyes blinked—once, twice—and then drooped.“Urmm,” I leaned over, brushing a strand of hair off her face. “Hey. You okay?”She mumbled something unintelligible, probably “I’m awake,” which was a bald-faced lie because ten seconds later her breathing went soft and steady. Out like a light.“Figures,” Damon muttered, settling in his chair like a carved statue. “Children s
The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate Chapter 114
Lisa’s POVThe morning sun spilled too bright across the villa floor, gold and sharp, like it was mocking me. Good morning, Lisa! Did you sleep well? No? Too bad.Because no, I did not sleep well. I tossed, I turned, I poked Ronan’s arm fifty times just to make sure he was breathing. He didn’t even stir, the infuriating mountain of wolf muscle. Meanwhile, I lay there imagining creepy spell-houses and walls inside people’s heads and—ugh.By the time he woke, I was already pacing. Again. Like some kind of haunted pendulum clock.And now—boxes. Bags. Clothes everywhere. Damon was folding with mechanical precision, like he’d been born in a laundromat. Ronan packed like a soldier—efficient, no wasted motion. I… attempted. My pile looked like laundry had lost a war with gravity.We were almost done when a tiny groggy voice piped up from the hallway.“…Eh?”I turned. Heri stood there, hair sticking up on one side, blinking blearily like a baby owl. She rubbed her eyes, looked at the luggage,
The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate Chapter 113
Lisa’s POVWe marched into the villa like some weird little parade—Ronan in front, all broody shoulders and silent menace, Damon gliding in with his eternal “I’m too calm for this” vibe, Heri at my side clutching my hand like it was a tether, and me… stomping. Because stomping was the only way I wasn’t going to start screaming again.The air inside was warm, too warm. The kind of heat that stuck to your skin and made your heart hammer worse. I wanted to sit. I wanted to stand. I wanted to grab Ronan and shake him until answers fell out of his mouth like coins out of a busted vending machine.Instead, he stopped in the living room, right by the couch, and turned like he was about to deliver some grave, world-shattering speech. Damon leaned on the wall, arms crossed, eyes sharp. Heri perched at the edge of an armchair, small, waiting.Me? I plopped onto the couch, crossed my arms, and glared at Ronan like, all right, mister, the floor is yours—spill the secrets.The silence stretched.A
The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate Chapter 112
Ronan’s POVThere she was.Lisa.Arms crossed like iron bars, foot tapping so fast it was practically drilling into the wood of the porch. Her eyes—sharp, blazing, a storm bottled in one body. And Heri, peeking out from behind her like a quiet shadow, book still clutched in her hands, expression unreadable but calm in that unnerving way she always carried.Ah, hell.I braced myself.The second my boots touched the step, Lisa’s voice cracked through the air.“—DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA—” She cut herself off, threw her hands up, then stomped down two steps closer, jabbing a finger at my chest like she was about to stab me with it. “Ronan. Freaking. Hunter. You are LATE.”I blinked, thrown off by the sheer fire of it. “I—”“Nope! Uh-uh! Don’t even start!” she snapped, wagging her finger like I was some delinquent schoolboy. “Do you KNOW what it’s like waiting here? Sitting? Pacing? Pacing so much I almost dug a trench in the floor?! Heri saw it, tell him, Heri—”Heri raised her book a little,
The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate Chapter 111
Ronan’s POVThe air in the elder’s sitting room was heavy. Too heavy. It clung to my lungs like damp cloth, choking without pressure.The elder sat hunched, his hand still trembling slightly against his knee. His wife hovered near the door, fussing with a tray she didn’t really want to carry. Damon was watching—eyes sharp, like he was waiting for the elder to slip and reveal something else.My jaw locked. I couldn’t shake it. That voice. Heri’s voice. The echo of it still pulsed in my skull, haunting, taunting. And that damn house.“Alpha Ronan,” the elder rasped, his voice cracked but steadying. “What I’ve said… that is all you can take from me.”“Take?” I echoed, my tone sharper than I intended. “Or all you’re willing to give?”His eyes flicked up. For a second—just a second—there was defiance there. A flash of something old and unbending.Then it faded. He exhaled, long and ragged. “Sometimes… the burden of knowing is heavier than ignorance.”My hands curled into fists. “Then let m
The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate Chapter 110
Ronan’s POVThe elder stood at the doorway, framed by the dim afternoon light. His steps were measured, but his presence carried the weight of someone used to respect. His hair had silvered, skin weathered by time, but his eyes… sharp. Searching.“Alpha Ronan,” he greeted, voice low, resonant. “I apologize for the delay.”I inclined my head. “Your wife received us graciously.”He glanced toward the table, the untouched tea, the cooling biscuits, then back to me. His gaze lingered, reading me the way old wolves do. “I imagine you didn’t come only to drink tea.”“No.” I gestured to the seat opposite. “There are matters I need your insight on. Private matters.”He lowered himself slowly, hands resting on his knees, posture still proud. “Then speak.”The room quieted. Even the tick of the clock seemed to hold back.I drew a breath. “It’s about a mark. A strange one. I’ve only seen it once—on a child.”The elder’s eyes flickered. Just for a heartbeat, but I caught it. “A mark,” he repeated
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