Accidental Surrogate For Alpha Novels & Stories

I arched a brow, still in disbelief. This time, she let out a full laugh, attracting the attention of a few students passing by. “Really.” She said, and stepped closer. “My family made a donation, and suddenly 'self-expression' became acceptable." Convinced, I shook her hand and forced a smile on my lips. “I’m Irene Slater.” "I know who you are." Her grin widened. "You're the Alpha's breeder. I was at that party, you know. So I saw the whole thing go down.”

"It was the seal of a Luna that kept me caged. And you were so desperate for an heir that you brought a True Luna right to my doorstep." ​Alpha Miller—the puppet of the Feral King—lunged forward with inhuman speed. ​Kaelen met him mid-air. ​The collision was like two mountains crashing together. Kaelen grabbed Miller’s throat, but his fingers sank into the dark mist instead of flesh. Miller hissed, his hand—now a claw of solid shadow—striking Kaelen across the chest. Four deep gashes appeared on the King’s skin, but instead of blood, a sickly purple smoke began to leak from the wounds.

The pain and sorrow of that day remained deeply etched in her memory. A moment passed and Ursa continued after she had regained her composure. "Since that day, Beta Daniel has temporarily assumed the position of Alpha. He became the interim Alpha until Alpha Oscar was mature enough to become the next Alpha. You could say he was a very happy man to see Alpha Oscar grow up strong and healthy like he is now. He—" Ursa's words stopped abruptly when she saw a tear rolling down Era's cheek. "Luna." Era blinked. She quickly wiped the tear away and tried to smile. "I never imagined that Oscar's life was like this. All this time I thought he was a reckless man who lacked patience."

The place was filled with several flowers and the amazing chirping sounds of the bird, gave the entire place an ambiance of being in tune with nature. "I underestimated you, Catherine.." I looked around at Alpha Philips. "You have what it takes to be a Luna and this gives me so much happiness." I watched as he drew closer. Without a shadow of a doubt, Alpha Philip was outrageously tall and his structure was intimidating, depicting the amazing gene of an Alpha, running through the course of his body.

“Shit. She’s backing out. Says she doesn’t want to be a surrogate or a contract bride. She says that she is searching for ‘true love.’” True love? My brows shot up. What kind of drama was this? “Shit. Everyone’s already gathered for the wedding. What do we do?” “You’re my beta. Think of something!” “And you’re Alpha Zander of ScarletMoon pack. This is your mess!” Alpha Zander? The infamous, mysterious Alpha? And a contract bride? What the hell was going on? My pulse quickened as an idea struck me. Since I had already lost everything, there was nothing to loose if I became Alpha Zander’s contract bride and surrogate.

At this point in my reign as Alpha, I am not so sure about the decisions I am making, if it is for the best of the pack or mine. Like for instance, the decision I made to still pretend to be crippled when I can walk just fine. At first, I thought I was doing it because of the bigger plan and the element of surprise. When the Sizzlers first attacked us, they had the element of surprise waiting for us down that tunnel and, of course, a cheating ass Beta as their accomplice who betrayed us at the slightest opportunity he had.

Gunnar asked as he put the double espresso in front of me. “Yeah. I think so. I had some missed calls and texts, including a missed call from my little brother. Though I’m sure if he was calling me about our cousin’s surrogate’s pregnancy, I’d have seen more urgent messages from the whole family, and Papa would have linked me if something happened to her or the babies.” I assured him as I put my phone face down on the table. “Your cousin’s surrogate?” Henrik arched his brow. “Yes. Alpha André and his mate Aleph Darren, I know I mentioned them.” I reminded him.

If the elders wanted a reason to strip me of my title, this mistake gave them one, but I will correct it, and fight for what belongs to me. “Order received, Alpha.” He bowed again and left. My fists clenched tightly as I stared at the door. I didn’t expect betrayal disguised as incompetence. All I wanted was to get an heir to stop the elders from threatening me with impeachment every time; I didn’t expect to be entangled in this filthy mess. One of my pack members, who was a doctor in the human hospital, had assured me that he would find a werewolf who would be the surrogate mother for a f*e. I didn’t expect that a mistake would happen and a human would be the surrogate mother instead.

the same shift. “It’s not fighting us,” he said. Low. Sharp. “It’s recruiting.” the word landed. heavy. because that was the danger. not domination. conversion. the Alpha stepped closer. the space around it no longer bending. it expanding. making room for both. For everything. “You are inefficient,” it said. “but you produce variation.” The words hit. different this time. not rejecting. valuing. “You introduce potential.” Zayden’s expression hardened. “And you eliminate it.” the Alpha tilted its head. just slightly.

In the sea of expectant faces, Chassy felt a reassuring squeeze on her hand. Ethan, standing beside her on the platform, held her hand with a strength that mirrored his father's. His eyes, a mix of determination and trust, met hers. The bond between Alpha and Beta, surrogate mother and son, pulsed with an unspoken understanding. It was a connection that transcended words—a silent acknowledgment that, in this moment of uncertainty, they stood united.