Sophia's POVThe next day, Alexander arranged for a private doctor to come and evaluate my health and the progress of the pregnancy. The doctor arrives in the afternoon, and as she examines me, I can't help but feel a strange sensation. Her gaze lingers a bit too long, making me slightly uncomfortable. I brush off the feeling, chiding myself for overthinking things. After all, she's just doing her job.Once the examination is over, the doctor assures us that everything appears to be progressing well. She advises me to continue with my current routine of healthy eating, rest, and prenatal vitamins. Alexander listens attentively, nodding in agreement and making mental notes.As the doctor leaves, Alexander turns to me, a hint of concern in his eyes. "Did the doctor make you uncomfortable, Sophia? I apologize if that was the case. I'll make sure to find someone else for your future appointments."I shake my head, trying to reassure him. "No, it's okay, Alexander. It was probably just my

Sophia's POVI collapse onto the floor, my limbs trembling, as tears of pain well up in my eyes. My surroundings spin around me, and when I look around, I realize that I had walked to one of the deserted areas and there was no one nearby that could help.Summoning every ounce of strength, I force myself to crawl towards where my phone lies. Each movement sends a fresh surge of pain through my body, but I can't afford to succumb to it. I need to reach my phone and call for help.With gritted teeth and a determined mind, I drag myself across the floor, inch by agonizing inch. The distance feels insurmountable, but the thought of calling Alexander keeps me going. He's the only person I can turn to in this moment of vulnerability.Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I reach the phone. My trembling hand fumbles to grab hold of my phone, and I pull it towards me. My vision blurs with tears as I navigate to Alexander's contact and press the call button, praying that he'll answer.The

Alexander’s POVI stand outside the ward, my heart pounding in my chest as I watch the flurry of activity inside. Sophia is in there, surrounded by doctors and nurses, their faces etched with concentration. I can see her strained expression, the lines of pain etched upon her face, and it tears at my soul. Mixed emotions swirl within me, and I’m consumed by worry and a sense of guilt that gnaws at me relentlessly.Since I’ve been the alpha of the Shadow Pack, I have never been so conflicted. To succeed my grandfather, I must have an heir before i turn 35, which is why I found a surrogate. I have never been interested in marriage, nor do i have the patience to deal with women. But I can’t help feeling touched and worried as I watch her from outside the glass window of the emergency room.I know she must feel deserted being alone in there, and I want to stand by her and give her strength. Instead, I’m standing on the other side of these cold, sterile walls, helpless and filled with conf

Sophia’s POV I stare at the document in shock, unable to believe what I am seeing. The luxurious mansion in such a high-end area of the city belongs to me? How is that possible? There must be a mistake somewhere. I am about to stand up and call onto the nurse to question her about it when my phone suddenly rings again, alerting me of a text message. It is a notification from my bank. When I click on it, I nearly double over in shock. A very huge sum of money has just been deposited into my account, and there is no sender’s name on it for me to determine who it came from. I look at the notification, my eyes scanning my available balance. The number of zeroes behind it makes me feel as though it isn’t mine. It is then I notice the narration section. It reads a message from the sender informing me that the payment is for my surrogacy. I can’t help feeling flustered and surprised at all that is happening. The agreement I have with Alexander is to be paid ten million dollars, and mor

Sophia’s POVThe next morning...I wake up early, feeling determined and ready to take charge of my life. After that abrupt incident of Lily mentioning what happened last year, I had a hard time sleeping at first, but I soon dozed off to the music in my ears after aiming to drown out the noise coming from Jake’s room. I was already used to it after staying with them for so long, but it sounded louder last night for some reason.I began to get fed up with living with two men. Not only did I just realize how uncomfortable it was, but I also realized that I was now financially stable, so it is best I move for my own privacy. The previous night’s events with Jake’s overnight guest and the constant chaos of the apartment have only solidified my decision—I need to find my own place.As I sip my morning coffee, I grab a broom and start cleaning up the living room. It’s a routine task that I’ve grown accustomed to over the past year. As I tidy up the scattered clothes and shoes, I can’t help