HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING
I never wanted a man. I wanted a baby.
After years of failed treatments, a cheating fiancé, and a body that kept betraying me, I made a decision. I would do this alone. No man, no heartbreak, no complications. Just me, a clinic, and a dream I refused to let die.
Except the clinic made a mistake.
One catastrophic, life-altering mistake.
The sample I was inseminated with didn't belong to the anonymous donor I selected. It belonged to Dominic Sinclair, billionaire, ruthless businessman, and the most terrifyingly beautiful man I have ever seen in my life. And now I'm carrying his child.
He finds out before I've even processed the shock myself.
I expect lawyers. Paperwork. A cold corporate transaction. What I don't expect is him standing in my apartment doorway, silver eyes burning with something that looks nothing like indifference telling me that no child of his will be born outside his pack's territory.
Pack.
That's when I realized Dominic Sinclair isn't just any billionaire. He's a werewolf. Campaigning to be Alpha King of the entire North American packs. And I, a human, broke, still-heartbroken, carrying his heir, have just become the most dangerous variable in his entire political rise.
He says he wants to protect me.
His wolf says something else entirely.
And the way he looks at me, like I'm something he wants to consume slowly, makes me terrified of one thing above all else.
That I might let him.