All Chapters of Surrogate to the Blood Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Selena’s POVThe howls cut through the dimming lights, sounding strange and ominous against the beautiful sunset dusk. I’d heard wolves cry at the full moon before, or when their blood ran hot after a hunt. But never like this!It sounded like a symphony of thunder. However, to my stunned surprise, it wasn’t like the drums of war you would associate with this sound. This was different somehow. Not a howl hungry for blood, but a cry of triumph. A roar-like base that made the hairs on my arms stand on end and my heart skip a beat.What the hell was going on?!“I’ll make them stop if they make you uncomfortable,” Rain said close to me, his arms tightening around me as if he was afraid that I might slip between his fingers once more. Looking up and feeling the bond between us practically sing, I understood that his fears weren’t unfounded.“No, it’s fine,” I reassured him, since he worried that I might have another flashback. He didn’t like seeing me in that state, and I finally understoo

Rain’s POV“My King!”Elijah called out my name, but the second I entered the throne room, everything died down. Every wolf in the room spun to face me, some with relief, some with hate, and some with a mixed expression of “what the hell?!” and “fucking finally!”…Ignoring most of them, I walked straight up to my beta, who looked happy to see me. But hid it behind a mask of professionalism that never ceased to amaze me. Hell, this guy could be talking and teasing until I broke his nose, and then flip a switch to become the most stone-cold professional butler-like golem I’d ever seen…“Where is Alpha Victor?” I asked, hating that the bastard had been spouting on about Selena being my Second Chance Mate. But the bastard had helped me out of a tight spot, so the least I could do was to tell him I owed him one – basically how our relationship worked. I did him a f

Rain's POVGrowling, I turned to the idiot who spoke and realized it was Hank, another one of my rogue pack. Seeing my response, he almost backed down, but I was not in the mood for “never minds”!“Is your son our Crown Prince?” He asked hesitantly.What a fucking ridiculous question!“Yes!” I snapped, annoyed at the complete unnecessity of the question. “He’s my flesh and blood and your future King!”And even if he wasn’t, any child that came from my mate was mine by association.So fuck any shit that---!“What’s his name?”Not going to lie, the question caught me quite off guard. And after examining his expression, I noticed that there was only genuine curiosity there.Well, fuck me!Were even my men turning civilized?Guess miracles really do still happen...“Azul Marcus King,” I told him, my wolf calmer now that he knew that there was no threat to his s

Selena's POVNo. Way!There had to be some mix-up or--- or something! Because my one sin – the one thing that had hung like a sword over my neck my entire life – was the fact that I was Alistar Throme’s daughter!And if that wasn’t true then---“What?” I exclaimed, but my voice was meek and barely above a whisper. I tried to find something else to say but--- I just didn’t have words. I struggled to make sense of it all but---There was none…My mother couldn’t have lied to me about something like this. She couldn’t have just sat there, watching her mate reject me over and over again, and still let me believe that I was his daughter. Let me believe that the man who had gone out of his way to make me feel little, unloved, and broken was---My mother wouldn’t do that to me!Joey reached out for the document that Stella he

WARNING: Sexual contentSelena’s POVI was free!Sure, I’d found myself accepting that being the daughter of the most hated man in the werewolf kingdom was just my cross to bear. But now – after finding my mother’s letter and knowing the truth – I was free!I only needed a moment alone with the letter to let everything sink in before I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders. I didn’t understand why my mother would keep this from me. To let me think that my father hated me for no other reason than being human.Well, he wasn’t my father…And whatever her reasons, I found that I didn’t care! As a child, I’d felt a certain loyalty towards her, a blind belief that she’d always protect me. Now, that illusion had shattered. If it were guilt for cheating, isolation, or a desperate attempt to justify her own actions, I would never