All Chapters of ALPHA'S HUMAN SURROGATE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CATRIONA I just got the call—I’ve been accepted and officially qualified to be a surrogate mother. A rush of happiness hit me so fast I almost forgot to breathe. But under that joy, something else stirred… nerves. Deep, sharp, cold nerves. My name is Catriona Havers. I’m twenty-five years old. I have a little brother named Edirne. Our mother died giving birth to him, and just like that, I was left holding a newborn baby in my arms, completely clueless about what to do. I didn’t know a single thing about raising a child. But by the grace of God—and with the unwavering help of our kind neighbour, Miss Olivier—I somehow did it. Then came another blow. The doctors told me Edirne had a heart condition. He needed surgery. Not next year. Not someday. *Now*. Before it got worse. I quit school. I started working—any job I could find. Cleaning. Serving. Babysitting. Selling. I was hustling nonstop, desperate to raise the money, but no matter how hard I worked, I couldn’t get close to the

CATRIONA He leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. I responded without thinking, melting into his touch. When his tongue flicked against my lips, asking for entrance, I parted them for him, letting him in. Our tongues moved in sync, exploring, learning, wanting. I reached under his shirt, trying to lift it off, but he was too tall for me to manage. "I’ll do it for you," he murmured, pulling the shirt over his head in one smooth motion. My fingers trailed across his chest, curious and eager. His hands moved to the hem of my nightdress, pulling it over my head and tossing it aside. He took in the sight of me, his gaze slow and intense. It made my skin heat up in a way I’d never felt before. "No more waiting," he said, scooping me up bridal-style and placing me gently on the bed. He hovered above me, his lips finding mine again before travelling lower—to my neck, then my collarbone, and finally to my chest. I gasped when he gently squeezed and then teased my sensitive peaks, se

JAYDEN I sat in my office, pretending to work, but my thoughts were scattered like ashes in the wind. My mind wasn’t here. Not now. Not with everything piling up. A war is brewing in another pack—far from here, but close enough to threaten everything I’ve built. Their alpha was ambushed… slaughtered by vampires. That’s what his men said. He was outnumbered, overwhelmed. They didn’t stand a chance. Now it's my responsibility to restore order—to choose a new alpha to lead them, one strong enough to protect what's left. But that means staging a challenge. A brutal one. Two of the most powerful wolves I know will fight for that position, and only one will walk away standing. I pushed back from my desk and walked to the window, dragging a hand through my hair. That’s when I saw him. A figure. Tall. Still. My heart slammed against my ribs. It couldn’t be… The man standing by the gate looked exactly like the vampire I killed three decades ago. The same sharp jaw. The same dead, hollo

JAYDEN That morning, I was heading into the bathroom when my phone rang. I grabbed it quickly so the sound wouldn’t wake Catriona. It was Jerome calling. I stepped into my office and shut the door behind me. “What’s up, Jerome?” “Alpha,” he answered. “I’ve done everything you sent me to do, but as the top Alpha, your presence is required at the upcoming Alpha’s meeting.” Jerome was my Beta. I had sent him to another territory to scout the area and arrange the location for the upcoming fight. “I couldn’t find a more suitable spot,” he continued. “If you approve, the fight will happen on their estate’s field. It's set for two weeks from now.” “Alright, Jerome. Return immediately. I need you back here—there’s something else I want you to handle.” I ended the call and headed back to my room to shower. But when I entered, the bed was empty. I assumed Catriona had gone back to her room, so I stripped down and walked into the bathroom. I froze. She was there, already in the shower,

CATRIONA "Did you have a bad dream?" Sandra asked as I stirred awake. "I think so," I mumbled, sinking deeper into the pillow. "What was it about?" I hesitated. "I was in the woods with a beautiful woman. She was about to tell me something about Jayden... then a wolf appeared. It tried to kill her. And me. It was... too much. I don’t want to talk about it now—it felt too real." "What time is it?" I asked, rubbing my temple. "Six fifty-two." I blinked. "Wait, I slept for seven hours?" After a long bath, I headed downstairs for something to eat. Godmother joined me at the table. "Hey, beautiful. How are you feeling today?" she asked with her usual warm smile. "I'm fine, Godmother. Thank you." We were served chicken, rice, and salad. The food was good, but I couldn’t enjoy it fully—everyone kept sneaking glances at me, whispering like I had grown horns overnight. "Why do you all keep staring whenever I come to eat? Haven’t you seen a Black woman before?" I joked to lighten the