All Chapters of IN BED WITH THE DEVIL AS HIS SURROGATE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

KATHLEENI held up the new panties and lingerie, staring at them with a mix of nerves and embarrassment.Tonight, at the full moon festival, I'd decided to give Troy — my boyfriend, my virginity.He'd waited patiently. He'd respected my wish to hold off until I was certain he was my fated mate. And I was certain.From the very first day he stepped in and protected me and my little sister from the pack bullies, I knew.People had called him strange for it. They whispered that the Alpha's nephew had no business bothering himself with a lowly, rejected omega."She's just an omega. She doesn't deserve love.""Her father's a drunkard and a disgrace. She's a waste, just like him."Those words had followed me my whole life. Even among the lowest ranks, my father's drinking and his bitter tongue had made us the pack's favorite joke.But Troy never cared what any of them said. He chose me anyway. He'd invited me to the festival himself. He'd sent me this gown.I slipped into the lingerie, the

KATHLEEN I swallowed hard and lifted my gaze to meet his. "I don't want to be here. I want to leave." The words came out louder than I meant them to, edged with panic I could no longer hide. He let out a long breath, his shoulders sagging slightly. "Even if you'd gotten through that door, you wouldn't have lived to take two steps past it." "Why?" My voice dropped to barely a whisper. "Because warriors are stationed just outside, specifically to kill any slave who tries to run." He said it plainly. The word ‘Slave’ made my blood run cold. He just saved my life, whether he meant to or not. "I don't want to be anyone's slave or surrogate," I said, shaking my head, my stomach turning at the thought of carrying a child born out of nothing but obligation and fear. "I just want to go home." He offered a faint smile, one that never came close to reaching his eyes, and began pacing slowly in front of me. "Do you know why our King needs a surrogate in the first place?" I sh

KATHLEEN"Please!" I cried. "Let me go."He tore a piece of fabric from the neckline of my dress and lifted it to his face, inhaling deeply, over and over.He released me and stepped back, still sniffing the torn scrap, and with every breath he took, his rage seemed to climb higher instead of settling. He turned from me entirely and began tearing the room apart — furniture, glass, anything within reach."Leave!" he roared over his shoulder, the piece of dress still clenched in his fist.I didn't need telling twice. One look at his eyes told me that another second wasted in that room would be the last mistake I ever made.I scrambled up off the floor and bolted for the door without a backward glance, wrenching it shut behind me the moment I cleared it.The guards outside stared at me like they were looking at a ghost, disbelief written plainly across both their faces. Honestly, I could hardly believe it myself — that I'd walked out of that room breathing, in one piece, when fourteen