Semua Bab ALPHA'S HUMAN SURROGATE : Bab 11 - Bab 20

JAYDEN I was in my car heading back to the pack house. My mind still struggled to wrap itself around the news—Catriona was pregnant with twins. Twins. How the hell did that happen? I prayed for one son, and the Moon Goddess laughed and doubled it. It was 1:00 a.m., the wind howling through the trees, warning of a storm. The forecast said it would rain heavily in two hours, but I couldn’t wait. I had to see her. No—not her. My surrogate. I corrected myself. Keep lying to yourself, human, my wolf scoffed. I connected the Bluetooth and called Jerome. The phone rang, but he didn't pick up. I tried again. Voicemail. Where the hell is that fool? I slammed my foot on the gas, driving through the dark forest road that led home. By the time I reached the pack house, it was 2:00 a.m., and light rain had started to fall. The gates opened automatically. I parked and noticed Catriona’s bedroom light was still on. What is she still doing up? I wondered. As I walked inside, I passed Jerome's r

JAYDEN I stormed out of my bedroom, leaving Catriona breathless and needy behind me. I hated walking away from her like that, especially with my pants tight and painful from how badly I wanted her. But Jerome had mind-linked me mid-thrust, saying there was something I needed to see. I followed his signal down to the second basement—the torture room. He stood beside a body sprawled on the floor. A dead wolf. The look on Jerome’s face? Worried. And that was rare for him. “Jerome, what is it?” I asked, approaching him. He didn’t meet my eyes. “Alpha… come here. You need to see this.” I knelt beside the body. Thick fur matted with blood, the scent of death lingering heavy in the air. But under the neck… there it was. A mark I knew too well. “That’s Alfredo’s crest,” Jerome said lowly. “The vampire king, as they call him.” I stood slowly, eyes still locked on the body. “This is bad,” I muttered. “Whoever did this... it was one of Alfredo’s men. But why? Why now, after all these ye

CATRIONA “Wake up, human.” A deep voice echoed into my ears like thunder in a cave. My eyes opened slowly. Blurred shadows sharpened into faces—them. The kidnappers. A crowd of men surrounded me. “She’s awake. Call the king.” one of them said. I was on the cold floor, sitting on my butt, leaning against a rough, mouldy wall. The room stank like rot and rat piss—like a forgotten storage closet. My stomach churned. “What do you want from me?” “Why did you kidnap me?” “Do you have something against me?” I threw the questions at them, but they ignored me—like I didn’t exist. Ten minutes later, the door opened, and a man walked in. Tall. Confident. Too handsome for the evil in his eyes. He looked around my Jayden’s size and build—but there was nothing warm in his stare. Just hunger. He examined me slowly. My skin crawled. “Didn’t know that mutt liked black women.” He crouched in front of me, eye level. His fingers reached for my face. I flinched and slapped his hand away. “Do

JAYDEN Jerome and the rest of the pack joined me in the fight. I’m so damn grateful to have someone like Jerome in my life. I love him to the moon. Sometimes, I forget I’m his Alpha with the way he treats me—like we were nursed by the same mother. My men, including Jerome, began tearing those motherfuckers apart—ripping out hearts and limbs—without needing my help. When I saw they had it handled, I turned back to the window where I had caught Catriona’s scent. But before I could move forward, more vampires came marching in the direction I was headed. Their numbers were growing, but they were no match for us. I trained my men well. In my empire, there’s no room for cowardly wolves. Everyone knows how to fight. Except for the newly transformed ones, of course. Most of the weaker vampires fled, leaving the courageous fools behind. One vampire snuck up from behind and grabbed one of my men, choking him and baring his fangs. Just as he was about to sink his teeth in, Sandra appeared—stil

JAYDEN "Sorry, do I know you?" I asked the old man standing before me. "You may not know me, but I know who you are—and that's why I'm here. To tell you something... and warn you at the same time," he replied. I narrowed my eyes at him, wary. What shocked me more was that we were communicating through mind link—but he wasn’t a werewolf. I blinked, trying to regain composure. "Whatever it is you want to say, it’ll have to wait. Respectfully," I said through the link. "I have unfinished business to handle." I moved to pass him, but his voice froze me mid-step. "You don’t need to go. Whatever business you were heading to... it’s already been taken care of." I slowly turned, confused. "What are you talking about?" "You'll find out very soon," he said. Then his eyes grew serious. “The reason I approached you… is about our girl. About Catriona. This is important, and I need you to listen carefully.” My heart started pounding. Anxious. Uneasy. A storm building in my chest. "I'm li