Semua Bab Pregnant For The Ruthless Alpha But Secretly An Heiress : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Ryker’s POVImmediately Lucy stormed out of the room, something shifted in me. I couldn't explain my wolf smell luring me to her, but I tried to compose myself and suppressed the feeling. I hadn’t planned on interfering with Vick's business; I was just there to observe because Vick had been bragging about the new girl who danced like sin and burned like fire, and out of sheer boredom, I joined him. But the second I looked at her, I knew she was different from the other strippers.And t..that spark in her eyes when she picked the bottle and smashed it over Vick’s skull… that wasn’t fear… that was fury. My wolf sneer and fury? Is my favorite thing to tame.I left the room before things could escalate. I didn’t want to be dragged into Vick’s drama, not when I had more significant problems on my plate… like the Council breathing down my neck about the Syndicate's bloodline program. They wanted results; my heirs, of course, my offspring. The whole damn package just to be seen worthy of the

Ryker's POVThe next morning, I visited the hospital where Lucy's brother was hospitalized. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils the moment I stepped into Saint Mercy Hospital. Nurses in pale scrubs bustled through the hallways, and patients whispered behind thin curtains. I wasn’t here for Eli or anyone sick or dying. I was here to talk to Nurse Kara to help me persuade Lucy to be the surrogate mother of my heir. Not just because of my inheritance or the syndicated program but because of what I found out about her, and that “was the true icing to the cake”.But first, I needed Nurse Kara, and when I saw her, I moved toward her. “Nurse Kara,” I called out. She glanced up from the nurses' station, startled when she saw me. Her eyes widened, and she immediately lowered her gaze.“Alpha Ryker?” she said quietly, with the appropriate level of caution. “What brings you here?”I leaned against the counter, my expression calm but my eyes sharp. “I need a favor. And you’re go

Lucy's POVMy palms were sweaty for no reason as I stared blankly at the paper before me.There was black ink, with thick letters, all representing big trouble."Sign right here," Nurse Kara pointed out, pushing the clipboard in my direction, and one could easily conclude that she was handing me a death certificate, only waiting for my approval to strike.“This, from the way it looks, isn’t just a one-time baby mama deal, nurse Kara,” I whispered only to her hearing, as I curiously eyed the golden seal attached to the bottom. “This, from all angles, represents my body. My fertile womb. My very soul.”“And what happens to your brother’s life?" She didn't hesitate to whisper back, not missing even a dot. Yes, I was touched, greatly moved.I glanced tiredly through the boring letters of the terms again, not that I fully comprehended them. There were many clauses, including ones that had no connection in any way. Legal nonsense that sounded harmless, but would put one in danger if not ha

Ryker’s POVShe was nothing but a bag of trouble.And strangely, the delicious, unusually maddening kind, you have no control over how you wander in the land of imagination. The worst is that it has no timing, creeping into forbidden hours when one is supposed to be focused and tending to affairs concerning the empire, legacy, and power.But no, I was foolishly buried in thoughts of her.Or, more precisely, replace important files with hers. Lucy Castellano.I reread her name, repeatedly, my fingers drumming continuously against my silver-lined desk, not that I hadn't found out the truth, but because I was doing everything possible to find an escape from her. A reason for her to hate me, for us to hate each other. Castellano wasn’t just a name you hear regularly; it was more than a bloodline. It was a name that perfectly describes a ghost of the underworld—a dead, long-gone dynasty with more than enough buried gold to buy exactly half of Europe.And she…my Lucy....She has their nam

Lucy’s POVFinally, back at the mansion after the awkward wedding, I wasted no time ripping off the veil from my head when entering the suite.Mayer had put much effort into decorating the room with beautiful rose petals and colorful candles, everywhere glittering like we were real newlyweds on a honeymoon, as we should be. But that wasn't it. I sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring blankly into the space and touching the necklace on my neck. It was my mom's—the one I had seen inside the wardrobe. For reasons best known to them, I was given it to wear. And I still haven't found the answer to why it was here in the first place.My head spun greatly with confusing questions, I wasn't able to gather the courage to ask. They were about mysterious things concerning Ryker and this baby.Everything was still strange, even to the point that I didn't feel married. I felt owned.Just when I thought Ryker wasn't coming again, he entered the room with half of his shirt unbuttoned, dripping