Surrogate For Alpha Dom Novels & Stories

Sometimes Derek wondered if she carried Freya’s memory like a shield — or a chain. She leaned across the desk, offering her hand. Derek touched her fingers with his. That was Corrine — she needed that reassuring touch, and Derek never wanted her to feel alone. “Why do you insist on this surrogacy thing?” she asked quietly. Derek withdrew his hand, keeping himself in check not to get angry. “It’s time I had children. An heir. The pack deserves the Alpha lineage to continue,” he said, hoping there wouldn’t be more arguing. “You could…” she began.

“Concerns I’ve already had.” The betrayal was sharp. “Do you think I’m that manipulative? That I’d fake not remembering you? Us? That I’d lie about the baby?” “I don’t know what to think!” he exploded, voice echoing with authority that would’ve made most wolves kneel. “You were taken on my watch, Valerie. You disappeared, and I didn’t feel it. I didn't sense it. What kind of Alpha doesn’t feel when his mate is stolen?” I stilled. “Mate?”

[REINITIALIZATION COMPLETE] [SOUL INTEGRITY: STABLE] [REINCARNATION TYPE: REGRESSION — PARTIAL MEMORY LOCK] Alpha opened his eyes. Stone ceiling. Cold air. A younger body. Smaller hands. Weaker heartbeat. His wolf was silent. His fangs dull. His blood thin and restless. He sat up slowly. “What was taken from me,” he said, voice calm, “and by whom.” The system paused. Not out of mercy. Out of calculation. [QUERY ACCEPTED] [COMPILING LOSSES…] Symbols burned behind his eyes. Not memories—records. [LOSS 001: TRUE ALPHA DOMINION — SEALED]

“Then, what are you uneasy about like this? We love each other, isn't that more than enough. Do you believe me if I am happy if I live with you? If you don't believe me, then I will promise to always accept you, accompanying you in difficult or happy circumstances. Whatever our circumstances will be, I still love you because you are my Alpha.” The beautiful Omega smiled heartily with her hands stretched out, stroking tan-skinned cheeks under her body.

​The silver Luna magic dormant in her blood erupted, interweaving with his golden Alpha aura in a warm, blinding wave that swept through the penthouse. ​Dominic pulled back just an inch, his heavy chest heaving, his golden eyes blazing with absolute, terrifying devotion. His gaze dropped to the surrogate contract still clutched in his other hand. ​Without breaking eye contact with Nora, Dominic raised his hands and ripped the parchment directly down the middle. ​TEAR. ​He tore it again, and again, letting the white scraps of paper flutter down to the floor like winter snow, burying the formal terms, the payment clauses, and the cold legal boundaries forever.

I could immediately sense the change in Dom. He never really shifted anymore; only when he absolutely had to. His wolf was huge and a born alpha. Jackson and Dom had tried to shift together many times, but every time they did, their wolves went at it. Jax was an alpha by birth, and Dom was the son of an alpha. Dom is stronger than any wolf I have ever met. He and Jax are both evenly matched, and if Dom shifted now, I guarantee Jax would shift also. They would both be slaves to their beasts in the fight for dominance, and they would tear this room apart.

“Put him down, Leeta,” Mercy demanded. “Unless you want your husband to explode all over the place. Put that wolf down.” “That wolf?” Leeta repeated. “Isn’t this your husband? The Alpha?” “No,” Mercy lied, hoping she’d buy it. “You’ve got the wrong one. That’s just an Omega.” August didn’t even look like a random Omega, but her sister wasn’t the brightest, perhaps she’d fall for it. “Don’t listen to her, honey,” Rider shouted. “That’s Alpha August.

" It's about the Alpha title, I came to ask for more time to get a Luna so I can be named the Alpha." "......."

One I didn't see coming. "Apparently you've been purchased from a very shrewd slave trader to…” “Wait, what?!” My mouth falls open, and he finishes his sentence. “You’ve been purchased to become my Alpha's surrogate."

I started to realize why Damon came home drunk every night; everything seemed to be moving a little bit more slowly. Having no worries other than where the night might lead you was a beautiful feeling. I felt like i could fly. I discovered that, from talking to the other dolls, they all appeared happy with their partners and placements, not causing them any harm. I appeared to be the one cursed to the vicious Alpha. Beautiful blonde Daphine had confessed that since becoming pregnant, her partner Arnold had not sent her to their basement cell. "When he gets mad at me, he remembers I'm carrying his half breed, he's so much nicer!"