Semua Bab Surrogate Bride To The Alpha Stand-in: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Today marked another Blood Moon Festival without Giselle being found. She knew now that either the witches had caught a glimpse of what she carried in her belly, or the pack leaders would discover she was the traitor king’s daughter. Either outcome would place her in danger. There was no rescue waiting for her.Giselle had refused to tell her husband about the one who appeared last night and the message it brought.Giselle, Luna of the Shadow Fang Pack, was a witch with the power of ice. The Moon Goddess had prophesied that her child would bear the Threefold Gift. But such a gift was tied to the dynasties flowing through her veins.Her lineage came from the ancient royal family of the Werewolves, once called the Wolf Men. Her mother was a witch. But where did the Lycan blood come from? How could one child carry the three most powerful bloodlines and still survive in this cruel world?Centuries ago, the pack leaders conspired with the Ancient one to invade the Lycan kingdom and wipe out

The guards gripped Lena firmly, holding her before the heavy oak door. The head slave emerged, her face a mask of indifference."The bath awaits," she stated flatly.Without warning, one of the guards spun Lena about, handling her like a rag doll. The clink of metal rang through the corridor as they knelt to unlock the chains that had bound her for nearly a decade.The weight vanished from her ankle. Lena stared, stunned.They had never removed it, not once in all the years of her bondage.The cuff had been more than just a restraint; it was a mark of ownership, a symbol of her enslavement. The iron was forged to slow her, to thwart any flight, until a beast could hunt her down.Yet now, it lay forgotten on the ground.The absence should have brought relief, but it didn't. Before she could fully comprehend the shift in her fate, rough hands shoved her forward into the chamber beyond.The scent of lavender and warm oils hit Lena as she was ushered into the room. Steam rose from the bat

Lena’s legs buckled as they dragged her forward, the rough stone beneath her feet scraping her skin raw. The soldiers' grips were cruel, steel fingers bruising her arms as they hauled her through the threshold of the great hall and into the night beyond.The air outside was bitter, sharp like a blade. It cut against her torn skin, carrying the acrid scent of burning herbs and something far fouler, blood.Before her, the ritual ground stretched wide and desolate. Towering black pillars ringed the clearing like silent sentinels, carved with ancient runes that shimmered faintly beneath the crimson glow of the blood moon. Fires roared in iron braziers, their flames leaping into the air as if hungry for flesh.A hush fell over the gathered pack.Faces surrounded her, hostile and eager. Some twisted with cruel amusement, others solemn as though they stood witness to a sacred rite. They had not come to observe, but to revel in her pain.At the center stood the altar, a monolith of obsidian st

The cell door creaked open for the second time that day.Lena glanced up, expecting another tormentor, but instead, a young girl stood there, holding a tray of food. A cuff encircled the girl’s ankle—a slave."Take it back. I refuse to eat," Lena spat, her voice hoarse but firm.The girl set the tray down and crouched before her, meeting Lena’s defiant gaze.“Luna.”"I am not your Luna," Lena snapped, her voice rising.The girl only sighed. “You don’t understand, do you? The longer you refuse, the worse my punishment will be. I’m responsible for you now, Luna. I am your personal maid. My name is Milicent.”Lena finally lifted her head, properly looking at her. The girl’s eyes were pleading, desperate.Lena’s expression softened.She knew what it was like to be in her shoes—to fear the wrath of a head maid, to be denied food as punishment.Memories of her past as a servant in the Crimson Moon Pack surfaced, stinging like old wounds. If she were still there, at least she wouldn’t have e

"I'm telling you, Alpha. She purposely struck me!" Scarlet complained bitterly, her hand still pressed against her cheek.Darius barely glanced up from the parchments on his desk. "What did you do to her, Scarlet?""I didn’t do anything! I just wanted to see her, but she refused and slapped me across the cheek!" she lied, her voice laced with indignation.Then it hit him.A sharp pull deep in his chest.His hands clenched. His breath hitched.His vision blurred as his heart pounded erratically.Something was wrong.Before Scarlet could blink, Darius was gone.He moved with inhuman speed, his body twisting as he lunged out of the window. Mid-air, bones snapped, muscles expanded, and in a heartbeat, his wolf emerged.A beast of dark fur and lethal speed.By the time Scarlet realized what had happened, he was already a blur disappearing into the woods.---Lena barely had time to scream.The rogues lunged.Then, out of nowhere, a massive black wolf crashed into the clearing.It moved wit