All Chapters of Accidental Surrogate For The Cruel Alpha CEO: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81ISABELLAThe balcony had become my sanctuary where I could find the peace and quiet that I had sought for, over the past few hours, a place where I could breathe without feeling like everyone was watching me, waiting for me to make a mistake so they could use it to justify their opinions about me, analyzing my every reaction, trying to gauge how close I was to a complete breakdown. The evening air was mixed with the scent of Elena's rose garden below, which normally brought me peace. Tonight, however, even the beauty of the sprawling grounds couldn't quiet the turmoil in my mind.I had been replaying the day's events over and over, trying to make sense of the horror I'd discovered in my desk drawer, the way Detective Morrison had looked at me like I was already guilty of murder, the fear I'd seen in Lucas's eyes when Max had grabbed my wrist in front of the school. Everything felt surreal, like I was living someone else's nightmare rather than my own life.The sound of fo

Chapter 83DARIUSThe city had indeed changed little in the months since my last visit, but the energy surrounding my friend Life had shifted dramatically. I had been in town for two days now, staying at my usual penthouse suite at the Plaza, a mere block away from my family mansion and the supernatural community was buzzing with gossip that had reached even the most remote corners of our world. Damon Rodriguez, the Alpha who had been engaged to werewolf royalty in the form of Amy Blackwood, had suddenly and inexplicably broken off that engagement to pursue a relationship with a complete unknown. A manage alliance that has been the talk of the town for years.The rumors were getting more outrageous by the hour, as I tried to find information about her on the internet. Some claimed that she was human, which seemed impossible given Damon's position in our world. Others whispered that she was involved in the recent murder of Marcus Webb, Max Henderson's Beta, whose severed head had ap

Chapter 85DAMONI woke to the soft morning light that pas filtering through the curtains, my arm immediately reaching across the bed for the warm body that should have been curled against me, sol could bury my nose in it and seek the comforting scent that I had come to recognize as Isabella. Instead, my hand met cold sheets that told me Isabella had been gone for hours. My eyes snapped open as I checked my phone – barely six in the morning on what should have been a lazy Saturday morning together.A frown creased my brow as I sat up, running a hand through my disheveled hair as I tried my best not to panic after seeing that she was not in the big suite at all. Isabella was notorious for being difficult to wake up, especially on weekends, and the events of the previous day should have left her exhausted enough to sleep until at least nine. The fact that she was up and moving before dawn was concerning, particularly given everything she had been dealing with lately.I was reaching f

Chapter 87ISABELLAMy heart was beating fast against my ribs as I approached the makeshift garment rack, wondering if this was the night thing to do, as I was suddenly acutely aware that everyone's eyes were on me and it was making me nervous. What if they did not like it and they were Just being polite to me. The exhaustion from staying up all night was starting to catch up with me, but the adrenaline of sharing my work kept me moving forward. I had poured everything into these pieces – not just my technical skills, that I had nurtured since my college days and the few spare moment I got while raising Tommy and Sean, but I had also added my love for each person in this room, my desire to belong to this family that had chosen me first, and my hope that I could contribute something meaningful to this family that had given me so much."I need to apologize first," I said, turning to face them all before revealing the garments. I needed to clear the air between us first and foremost."I

Chapter 89DAMONBreakfast that morning felt different from our usual quiet family meals. There was an energy in the air that seemed a buzz as everyone was glowing in excitement, still talking about the stunning garments hanging in the nearby room and the woman who had created them with nothing but love, determination, and an entire night's worth of tireless work. Isabella sat beside me, finally looking relaxed for the first time in days, a soft smile playing at her lips as she watched everyone continue to gush over her creations. "I still can't believe you managed to get my measurements perfect without ever actually measuring me," Elena was saying as she buttered her toast, shaking her head in amazement as she added. "It's like you have some kind of supernatural intuition for tailoring.""Years of practice," Isabella replied modestly, though I could see the pride in her eyes at Elena's continued praise. "When you work in fashion, you develop an eye for proportions and fit. Plus