All Chapters of The Billionaire Alpha’s Secret Surrogate : Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

The morning brought a welcome change to the usual silence of the west wing.Instead of Jace delivering my daily schedule, the grand double doors of my sitting room opened to reveal two unfamiliar faces, accompanied by Mrs. Gable and a energetic six-year old boy who was currently trying and failing to keep his shiny red toy truck hidden behind his back."Good morning, Miss Vance," Mrs. Gable said, her face practically glowing with a warmth I hadn't seen since I had known her. "The Alpha has updated the household staff assignments for your wing. This is Kira, and her older brother, Callum."The young woman who looked to be around my age, stepped forward first. She had sharp hazel eyes, dark braids pinned neatly at the nape of her neck, and a crisp charcoal uniform. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Vance," Kira said with a melodic voice . "I'll be handling your daily housekeeping, linen, and personal requests."Beside her stood Callum. He was a few years older, broad-shouldered and bu

The air in the conservatory felt instantly crushed under the weight of the power surging through my chest.It felt like a dormant furnace deep inside my ribcage had suddenly caught fire, roaring to life with a fierce heat that sent a violent tremor straight down my spine."Killian..." I choked out, my fingers digging so hard into the table that my nails turned stark white.He was already on his knees beside my chair. The formal distance he usually kept between vanished in less than a second. His large hands didn't touch me, but they hovered inches from my waist, his broad shoulders tensed like a bowstring."Look at me, Elara," Killian rasped, his voice dropping into a deep, resonant command that vibrated directly against my ribs. "Inhale slowly."I forced my chin up. When my eyes met his dark grey ones, the world tilted. The silver shimmer in his irises was wild, matching the erratic pulse thrumming under my own skin.For as long as I could remember, my Omega wolf had been complete

The awakening felt less like a wave of power and more like I had run ten miles uphill in heavy wool; it was draining.By noon, I had developed an intense fever that left my limbs heavy and my joints aching. My body was completely drained from hosting two distinct bloodlines at once."Drink this, child, before it gets cold," Mrs. Gable bustled into the sitting room, setting a steaming tray on the low table before my sofa.She wore a heavy linen apron and beside her, young Leo peeked around her skirt, holding his favourite toy truck."Is she sick?" Leo asked in a loud whisper, his round eyes wide as he stared at me. "Grandma said she was tired from last night.""Leo, mind your manners," Mrs. Gable chided gently, though her eyes softened as she rearranged the blanket over my knees. "She needs rest; so no interrogation.""It's okay," I said, a soft, genuine smile cracking through my fatigue as I reached out to pat the edge of the sofa. "I'm just a little worn out today, Leo."Leo immediat

By the next morning, the storm had finally broken, leaving behind a sky as pale and clear as ice.I sat at the small round table in the lower wing, a bowl of warm oats with honey sitting untouched in front of me. On the surface, the estate had returned to its quiet, orderly routine. The guards kept their steady rotations along the courtyard walls, and Mrs. Gable had sent up a fresh pot of spiced tea with her usual stern instructions to finish every drop.But beneath the surface, everything felt different.I kept my chin tucked down, my thumb absentmindedly tracing the rim of my teacup. Every few minutes, my skin would prickle with warmth; right on the line of my jaw where Killian’s bare hand had touched me yesterday.It made no sense. Yet when Killian had pinned me beneath his gaze, when his thumb had brushed my skin, my body had reacted with a sudden pull that had knocked the air right out of my lungs, leaving my heart hammering against my ribs for hours after he walked out."Miss Va

The moment her fingers threaded into the hair at the nape of my neck, the last thread of my sanity snapped.I didn't care about the contract nor the distance I’d spent weeks forcing between us nor the agonizing restraint that was tearing my chest open day after day. The scent of her; sweet, warm, and entirely intoxicating, filled my lungs, drowning out every rational thought I possessed.When I brought my mouth down on hers, a sharp gasp escaped her pretty lips. I felt her small hands clutch at my shirt, and my body reacted on feral instinct; my arm wrapping around her waist like an iron band, lifting her flush against me until there no space left between us.Her lips were soft, yielding under mine, and the contrast to my own brutal need nearly drove me out of my mind. My wolf was clawing at the inside of my ribs, roaring to take, to claim, to sink teeth into her skin until she carried my mark forever. Every beat of my heart was a heavy, suffocating demand: Mine. Mine. Mine.I dragge