Accidental Surrogate For Alpha Cast Novels & Stories

But one of the Rogues didn't just want money—he wanted me. My father fought back, but as a Beta, he stood no chance against the Rogues. I watched as they killed him right in front of me. To make things worse, my mother was poisoned with a special strain of Wolfsbane, leaving her barely conscious and lost in a haze. At that moment of crushing despair, Adam and his men appeared. "Mate!" Those were the first words he said when he saw me. He was fresh out of college and already the Alpha of Raven Pack, having inherited it from his father.

With that I made my way out of the mansion. My heart twisted with betrayal. I might not have any special feelings towards Lena but I considered her as my woman and Luna. I treated her with respect, accepted her even though she had this cocky and arrogant attitude. It seems I would have to forget about having a wife for now and focus on having a child. A heir. I reached for my phone and dialed Damon. He answered immediately. "Yes, Alpha." "Tell the hospital to look for a surrogate," I ordered. It was silent for a beat before he spoke, "Understood, Alpha."

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

He couldn't stay still when she was out there, very possibly in danger, and he had no idea where to look. "On it." Lars said, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "But Alpha?" Luca turned his head as Lars continued to type. "Yes?" Something in the way Lars said his title made his stomach twist. Alpha Vos must have heard it too, because Luca saw his eyebrows rise and his head turn in the Beta's direction.

My sudden fascination with the Alpha plummets as I realize that it’s a wolf shifter pack that has moved into Arrow Brooke. I have a sour history with wolf shifter packs

“Old-school patrol recon. Love it.” We didn’t waste time. By late afternoon, we’d already passed through three neighboring packs. All of them gave the same answer: nothing unusual. No strangers. No disturbances. No ghosts. Until we reached the last one. Alpha Mace. Stern. Disciplined. Always guarded—but not dishonest. He met us on the front lawn of his pack house, arms folded. “Alpha Jayden,” he said with a nod. “You’re far from your land.” “Doing a sweep,” I said. “Something’s not sitting right near my west perimeter. Thought I’d check in. Anything strange on your end?”

I badly wanted to assist them, but I was scared for the maid who brought me here and also scared for myself. Soon the other maids left. It was now just me and the maid who brought me here. She dished out the Alpha's food, then had me watch over it while she went to grab something. Immediately she left, I quickly removed the substance from my bra, where I had earlier hidden it. I did as she instructed; I added only a little of it to avoid him perceiving it. I remembered her words once again: "Don't add too much of it; he's an Alpha after all, even if he has no wolf." I quickly dipped it back into my bra, then sat back as if I had done nothing.

“But our newfound faith was met with tragedy. Alpha's enemies threatened the life of the infant Luna, so the Beta and his wife absconded with her. Alpha searched for many years, but they remained hidden. They covered their tracks well, and eventually, we gave up hope. Then one night, just as Alpha had expected, his foes discovered them first. The Beta and his mate were murdered, and we feared the child had fallen into hostile hands. We all knew how volatile Alpha's mood had become, and we thought he would seek vengeance. But destiny was on our side because our Luna was safe. She came back to us. One day, you’ll meet her. You are more alike than you know. She believes she is human. It’s Alpha

Alexander’s POV I sit in my office, surrounded by a sea of reports and paperwork. The dim light of my desk lamp creates a cozy atmosphere, but my focus is unwaveringly fixed on the reports handed to me by one of my betas earlier today. As Alpha, it's my duty to oversee the affairs of our pack and address any internal issues that may arise. This particular report has piqued my interest, as it hints at something more sinister. I can't help but suspect foul play from those who aspire to take my place as Alpha.

Damien sneered. He handed the report to the Beta beside him. "Read it. Aloud. For everyone." "Yes, my lord." The Beta took the report. Alec’s face fell. "Wait, that's—" "What?" Damien's eyes were as sharp as ice. "Is there something that can't be made public?" "Since you all doubt my mate, let's let the facts speak for themselves." The Beta began to read. "According to our research, the source of the Genetic Decay was an illegal blood-altering ritual performed by Alpha Alec of the Dark Moon Pack. The goal was to unnaturally strengthen his own bloodline. The result was a curse that spread throughout the Northern territories, causing the Decay..."