Todos los capítulos de The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Lisa’s POV“What are you doing?” I asked. Utterly stunned.“Dance with me.” He replied, no context, nothing… And he was already pulling me elsewhere.“What do you mean ‘dance with you’?” I asked, already halfway pulled into the center of the marble floor.Ronan didn't respond immediately. Of course not. That would’ve been too easy. Instead, he simply smirked, his hand on my waist like we’d done this a thousand times.I rolled my eyes and kept them aimed anywhere but at him. The lights above us dimmed, a soft sweep of deep blues humming to life from the speakers around the room. Apparently, the moment was already decided.I didn’t want this.I didn’t want to be put on display like I was someone’s trophy wife for everyone to watch and whisper about. But then he leaned in, voice barely above the music.“It’s just a show,” he said. “For the eyes. Nothing more.”I let out a breath. Right. The eyes.He took my hand, not to twirl me, but to gently guide me closer. The proximity felt staged,

Lisa’s POVRonan’s question came as a shock, even to me.“That man at the party. The one who had his hands on you.” He said slowly, I blinked.Maybe it wasn’t the question itself that caught me off guard. It was the fact that he was asking… He knew the answer, he knew about Bryan… Just what did he want me to admit?He shifted, sliding out of his usual defensive position and stepping into something more confrontational… but not hostile.I hadn’t even realized I’d gone rigid until my arms crossed themselves and my chin lifted slightly. I was on the defensive.“What man?” I asked, feigning confusion and forcing lightness into my voice.Ronan didn’t take the bait. “The one who cornered you. Handsy. Saying a lot of shit. You know who I mean.”Of course I did. Bryan.Just the thought of his name made my skin crawl. I hesitated. My tongue sat heavy in my mouth as part of me begged to change the subject. But the smarter part, the calculating part, the side of me that had been fighting for co

Lisa’s POVThe morning of the event came too quickly.The moment I opened my eyes, I knew what day it was. That sort of day that if I had a way I would keep postponing.I woke up just before dawn, laying still for a while, reluctant to leave the warm embrace of the blankets. Then, with a sigh, I sat up and shivered in the morning cold.‘How does he wake up so early when it’s this cold?’‘Sigh, time to get prepared.’It was time to face a new day, and there was a lot to do. I had no excuses to escape this…This was the milestone celebration Ronan had told me about, an opulent private gathering in honor of Martin Greaves. A man with enough money and reputation to demand attention without ever raising his voice. Ronan said it would be “quiet.” That meant no press, no paparazzi. Just power, distilled in suits and sequins. A room full of decision-makers and wolves dressed as kings.Ronan had been calm about it the night before, almost bored. “You’ll come with me,” he said. “It’s time they

Lisa’s POVColt drove like a man possessed.He didn’t say a word, he just slammed the paddles too hard and took turns like he was street racing ghosts. The seatbelt cut across my collarbone with every lurch forward. I gripped the door handle, not for support, but to keep me from screaming.It wasn’t fear. It was frustration. A slow, boiling rage wrapped in confusion.We’d just fled a blood-soaked event, Ronan had stayed behind, and now I was being whisked away in the middle of the night by two wolves who were either too nervous or too trained to speak.I stared at Colt. Then at Sean. Then back out the window.Nothing.They said nothing.Not a single word came out their mouths.So I inhaled, once. Twice. Then calmly asked, “Is anyone going to tell me what the hell is going on?”There was a very low deep breath from one of them which thereafter, Colt was the first to break.“Ronan is fine.”Wait,That’s it? That was the sentence?I turned to him. Slowly. “And?”That made them glance at e

Lisa’s POVI wasn’t scared when the thought first crossed my mind. Not really. It was just a passing shadow. A flicker of possibility.But there I was, hand on the doorknob to Ronan’s room, staring at the polished wood like it might strike back. Like the second I opened it, someone might be waiting on the other side with a knife. Or worse, Ronan might walk through the front door right at that moment and catch me.Not that I had anything to be guilty of. Not really.But I still let go of the knob slowly, fingers slack with hesitation, and turned away.Back to my room.I walked the hall quieter than I meant to, dropped my bag on the edge of the bed, and just sat. The silence felt heavier now. Like it knew I’d chickened out.I let my elbows rest on my knees, hands tangled in my hair, eyes locked on the nothing in front of me.Did I really want to know? Any of it?What if I found something that I couldn’t un-know? What if I opened that door and saw something that changed everything, not j