Surrogate For The Alpha Dom Novels & Stories

An Alpha is possessive, they take and claim, they don´t share, or wait for their mate to be ready, or get her head out of her ass. I don´t know where all of this is coming from, or who the woman who answered was, but I looked at them and took a deep breath: "Please..."

Shifting his gaze to Dom, Keegan sneers, “What?” Dom looks around us for a few seconds of silence, getting aware of the situation he is walking into, before he raises his tablet and gestures on it. “Alpha, something happened in the negotiations we are having with one of the pack’s companies. The board members want you to give them a call.” Keegan nods his head. “Alright, I’ll be right there.” Dom gives us all a look before he awkwardly bows his head in respect and sprints out of the house like his butt is on fire.

"A curse?" "Yes." Dom replied, his eyes narrowing. His face became serious as his voice lowered. "A curse because they betrayed their Alpha and Luna." *

The alpha stayed quiet for a couple of minutes as he had his eyes fixated on my body. I felt somehow uncomfortable seeing how much he had his eyes on me and wondered why he found it hard to take them off. “Alpha..??” the beta called out again. “Oh yeah…” “Ehnmm,” he said as he had his eyes taken off at once. “We..” “I would love to see what she's made of,” he said. “So that means she's part of us now, right?” the Beta asked staring at me. “I can't say..” “Yet” the Alpha responded as he got up to his feet.

“I will.” We both looked at Catriona again. She was laughing so hard her dimples showed, her hand resting over her belly. Her brother must’ve said something about her pregnancy. That was the most joy I’d seen on her face in days. I wanted to make her smile like that every day for the rest of her life. Doctor Grace walked over, her tablet in hand. “Pardon me, Alpha,” she began. “But I believe your mate isn’t fully human. Or not human at all.”

Into whatever came after the clearing. I thought about Dominic, who was in the study at this exact moment, as he was every morning at this exact time, with the Alpha mind running on its multiple registers, making the decisions that kept four hundred wolves and an expanding regional network stable and growing. Who had learned, in the year I had known him, to be wrong aloud. Who was still learning. Who had told me once that the control was not the point—the choice of what to use it for was the point—and who proved it every day.

“I might not know all the protocols, but I know you’re not showing your Alpha proper respect by addressing him by his first name.” “And who are you to tell me how—” “The Alpha Mate,” I say, this time in a louder voice. “That’s yet to be determined.” Asshole makes a dismissive wave in my direction. “But it doesn’t really matter anyway.” He shoots me a poisonous smile and his voice turns to something laced with false sweetness. “Alpha Matisse has already agreed to our compromise. In exchange for our support of his continued leadership of this pack, he has agreed to select a surrogate from—”

[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]

The Betrothal Lantern Rite had concluded, but the night was still a long way to go. As the guests moved toward the central amphitheater, the manor announced the Alpha Dominion Rite — one of the oldest and most primal traditions of the solstice. Unlike the gentle, patient Beta courtship rituals of open vows and protective circles, the Alpha Dominion Rite celebrated raw power, possession, and dominance. Alphas would publicly display strength through ritual combat displays, deep-throated growls of claim, and symbolic marking of chosen partners under the watching eyes of the Bound Spirits. It was a visceral reminder of the manor’s own origin: born from a dominant spirit claiming a mortal in a pa

Dom is the strongest and most ruthless of the Alphas, and right now I'm not exactly stable, Luther sees me as a ticking time tomb. "I'm going to need you to upload Kage's memory's." I voice finally. "You're an Alpha, why can't you do it?" Alpha Dom wonders suspiciously. "He's my twin, I don't wish to feel his emotions." I say, unblinkingly. Alpha Dom raises his eyebrows slightly. Alpha twins are uncommon, I suppose Dom really doesn't do his homework on other packs. When you're practically untouchable I don't suppose it matters. "I'll take you to him." Luther chimes in.