All Chapters of THE RUTHLESS ALPHA'S HUMAN SURROGATE : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHAPTER 101: HOPE AND RAGE MAXIM: I paced the length of the infirmary, and continued to run my fingers through my tangled hair, eyes fixed on the bloodstained linens being peeled away from Venus’s side. Her body had always been warm, vibrant and alive. But now, she was pale and still. The sight of her blood had almost shattered something in me. The pack doctor pressed gauze to her side and whispered to his assistant, nodding at the fresh sutures. My heart hammered as I took a hesitant step toward her. “Is she going to be okay?” He glanced up, then back down at Venus. “Her healing is slower than expected,” he murmured, “but I’ve managed to stop the bleeding. She’s strong, Alpha. She’ll pull through.” I exhaled shakily and sank into the chair beside the bed, taking her cold hand in mine and brushing a kiss across her knuckles. “You’re going to be okay, little Luna. You have to be.” The doctor leaned closer as he checked her vitals again. His voice dropped to a whisper, barely ab

CHAPTER 103: RESCUING CRYSTAL MAXIM:I sat quietly in the third row of the dimly lit auction hall, and waited patiently for the auction to begin. Soon, a short balding man took the centre stage holding a microphone. “The auction starts in three, two, one, go!”Those seated in the hall began to cheer. I guess they were all bidders.The place reeked of sweat, cheap cologne, and cruelty. Some were even smoking while some clutched bottles of cheap whiskey. It didn't take long before young women, who were barely dressed, were paraded like livestock across a makeshift stage. One after the other, they were introduced, their names replaced with numbers, their identities stripped away. I didn't blink as I scanned through the young women being paraded. I was on the lookout for my sister.The bidders—disgusting wolves, humans, and even vampires—cheered and raised their numbered paddles like they were at some damn fair.And I had to sit there…pretending I was one of them. I sighed inwardly.M

CHAPTER 105: I'M CARRYING YOUR CURBMAXIM:I went to Crystal's room to check on her. From the door, I could already smell the scent of antiseptic. I didn't like that smell but I had to go in there. I needed to ask the doctor a few questions.I knocked and when the doctor responded, I opened the door and stepped in. He was inside with her, checking her vitals. I heaved a sigh of relief when I noticed that crystal was awake.She was alive. And that alone should have brought me some comfort, but instead, a storm churned in my chest.Crystal has gone through a lot in recent years and didn't deserve any of that. The doctor gave a small nod, adjusting his glasses. "Alpha Maxim.""Doctor. How is she?" I asked, my voice low, strained with the weight of emotions I didn’t dare unpack."She’s stable. Still weak, understandably, and very traumatized," he said, tapping his tablet screen. "No internal injuries, but she's exhibiting signs of acute stress. I’ve administered a mild sedative to help h

CHAPTER 107: MAKE OLIVIA MY PERSONAL MAID MAXIM:The moment my eyes met Venus’s, she spun on her heel and bolted back into our room.For a second, my mind froze, but then I caught a curl at the edge of Olivia’s lips. That smug little smirk. The kind of expression that screamed, I planned this.I glared at her. “You think this is a game?” I hissed. “Olivia, I have doted on you since your parents passed but if you think you can play games with me, I'll have you punished.”She didn’t answer—just tilted her head and shrugged, like she had already won. But she didn't know what she was up against.I didn’t waste another second. I turned and stormed after Venus, my pulse hammering. I reached the door just as it slammed in my face, followed by the sharp click of the lock.Wow, this was going to be a long day.“Venus!” I knocked, my voice low but urgent. “Open the door. It’s not what it looked like.”There was no response whatsoever.I knocked again, harder this time. “Please, listen to me, b

CHAPTER 109: WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR?MAXIM:As soon as I left Venus in our room, I headed to the dungeon. I needed to have a talk with Donald. The dungeon was silent except for the slow drip of water somewhere in the far corner and the faint creak of chains swaying under Donald’s weight.I took my time walking down the stone steps, each footstep echoing off the damp walls. The torchlight flickered, casting long shadows that danced across his suspended figure.Donald hung from the ceiling, wrists bound in silver-lined cuffs, feet barely brushing the cold floor. His head was bowed, sweat already matting his hair to his forehead. I could hear the shallow rhythm of his breathing — controlled, but not calm.I set the small metal case I was carrying onto the table in front of him. The click of the latches releasing made him flinch, though he tried to hide it. I didn’t open it right away.Instead, I pulled out the only chair in the room and sat down slowly, leaning back as I studied him.“Y