Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's Unexpected Mate: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 7

Neoma’s POVI sat on the bus, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I gently rubbed my flat belly. The tiny bump beneath my hand felt like the most precious thing in the world.No words could truly describe the joy bubbling within me. After years of trying, of heartbreak, of staring at negative pregnancy tests, it had finally happened. I was pregnant.Two weeks, the doctor had said.I replayed Dr. Phil's words in my head for what must have been the twentieth time that day. "You're two weeks pregnant." When I first heard him say those words, I thought I had misheard. "Can you repeat that, Dr. Phil? Are you sure?" I had asked, my voice trembling.He had chuckled warmly and repeated it.Tears of pure, uncontainable joy had spilled from my eyes. Years of waiting and praying had finally paid off.Patrick would be so happy.I smiled wider at the thought of him sweeping me off my feet, twirling me around in excitement. He would kiss me and tell me how much he loved me. My heart swelled as I im

Amarok’s POV (Thirty minutes before)I sat inside Dr. Phil’s office, I leaned back in the chair, tapping my fingers on the polished desk. Patience had never been my strong suit, but today, I was unusually calm. The secretary had said he was busy, but I could wait.After all, today was the day I sealed my plans.Finally, I have decided to go through with this ridiculous surrogate idea. The old alphas had cornered me, their wrinkled faces full of disdain, practically demanding I produce an heir before they would even consider my candidacy for mayor.“Pathetic fools,” I muttered under my breath, clenching my fists at the thought of their smug expressions.They were relics of an outdated era, clinging to their power and traditions. I will show them soon enough.I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to relax. My jaw unclenched as I reminded myself why I was here.Lucy—smart; my good, dependable friend Lucy had offered to carry my child. Although I was skeptical at first, even suspicious, but lo

Neoma’s POVI didn’t waste a second after stepping out of that room. My heart was racing in my chest as I walked fast, almost running, down the hallway of the hospital. I didn’t dare look back.A weird, secret fear clawed at me—the fear that the intimidating werewolf might stop me from leaving. That man, the so-called father of my unborn child, had an aura too powerful to ignore. Even though he hadn’t physically stopped me back there, I could still feel his presence lingering over me like a dark shadow.As soon as I reached the hospital entrance, I paused, taking in deep gulps of air. The evening air seems to calm me down. My body shuddered slightly, not from the air, but from everything that had happened today.What should I do now? I thought, looking around the busy street.Going home was my only option, even though I wasn’t sure if Patrick had left as I’d told him.I was exhausted—mentally and physically.Today had turned into a nightmare, and I needed rest. After a few moments of

Amarok’s POVThe moment I stepped into my study, I shut the door with more force than necessary. The wooden slam echoed behind me, but it barely scratched the surface of the storm in my chest. Frustration simmered beneath my skin. I ran a hand through my black hair, raking my fingers hard enough to sting, as though I could massage away the pulsing chaos in my skull.I could still see her face. Her wide, terrified eyes. Her trembling lips. The way her whole body had gone still beneath my grip. I hadn’t meant for things to get that far—not even close. But when she kept pounding on the van door, screaming like a banshee, something inside me had snapped.Why did she have to be so stubborn?I was angry, yes. But I didn’t want to kill her. I wasn’t that kind of alpha. I wasn’t my father. I wasn’t one of those savage wolves who found power in fear and blood. Well, maybe to my enemies, yes…but killing a pregnant woman wasn’t my thing.But that look on her face—that pure, wide-eyed terror—it h